Cheng Yue did not prepare to believe her at all.
He had known his disciple for far too long.
How many times had she said something like this already?
How could he possibly believe her?
He simply rolled his eyes and ignored her completely.
Seeing the disbelief written all over her master's face,
Nuwa felt rather indignant.
She stood there with her lips pursed, then finally remembered something important.
"Master, these two junior sisters are still injured. Shouldn't we help them recover?"
Cheng Yue turned to look at the two of them.
Their faces were deathly pale, and they indeed seemed badly injured.
After examining them, he found that the spiritual energy within their bodies was somewhat chaotic.
There also seemed to be something different about them.
However, he did not pay attention to that and casually injected two streams of spiritual energy into their bodies.
The milky-white spiritual energy guided the chaotic energy within them.
It also soothed their injuries in passing.
Only when color gradually returned to their faces did he withdraw his hand.
Seeing that their injuries had healed,
Nuwa immediately stepped forward, tugged on Cheng Yue's sleeve, and began asking softly.
"Master, um, there's something else I want to ask you."
Cheng Yue looked at her in confusion, unsure what else she wanted to ask.
But seeing Nuwa's hesitant and conflicted expression,
he could not help asking,
"What is it? Just say it. If you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know what you want to say?"
Nuwa took a deep breath, then let it out and sat cross-legged on a cushion on the ground.
She also casually found a cushion and sat down, then released her Primordial Spirit.
Her Primordial Spirit looked at Cheng Yue and pointed to the hazy purple aura around