Leaving the dojo, Nuwa swam from the seabed toward the surface.
Looking at the pitch-black depths of the sea,
Nuwa felt somewhat helpless.
I should find a chance to tell Master the truth. If this keeps up, who knows how long Master plans to keep cowering?
Only after she emerged from the sea and stood upon its surface
did she breathe in the air of the Primordial World, a trace of joy filling her heart.
Then she turned her gaze toward the depths of chaos.
Purple Firmament Palace lay there.
It was also her destination this time.
She immediately soared upward, shooting straight toward the stars.
Beyond the starry sky lay boundless chaos.
After entering the chaos and following her memories to Purple Firmament Palace,
she saw the scene within and could still hear the sound of a sermon.
Nuwa paid it no mind and entered directly.
The doors to Purple Firmament Palace's great hall had already closed.
She could only sit in the plaza outside and quietly wait for the sermon to end.
Hongjun was much stronger than her at the moment.
It was best not to provoke him for now. Her only targets this time were Yuanshi and Zhunti.
As for Hongjun, she had plans for him as well.
Once she reached the Sage realm, she would settle accounts with that old man.
After all, Hongjun had stolen her Wooden Token last time.
That Wooden Token had been given to her by Master.
Naturally, she treasured it greatly.
After sitting there and waiting for a while, she began to feel bored.
So she simply started wandering around Purple Firmament Palace's dojo.
As she looked at the Spiritual Herbs and Spiritual Roots around her, Nuwa thought of her master's little island.
Compared with this dojo, her sect's circumstances were