Xi Hua's jade visage changed slightly. What did he mean, it had nothing to do with her?
This was her home. She had lived here for over ten thousand years, and aside from the Heavenly Dao Incarnation, no second person had ever come here.
Now that a strange man had suddenly broken in, how could it have nothing to do with her?
Most people would panic when faced with someone forcibly entering their home, but Xi Hua remained calm. She slowly rose to her feet and said, "You came here uninvited. Shouldn't you give an explanation?"
"You don't know me?" Fan Lang asked.
"No."
"My name is Fan Lang. I am the Heavenly Dao's enemy."
"So you are Fan Lang."
Xi Hua had heard the Heavenly Dao mention some things about Fan Lang, but she had never seen what he looked like. This was their first meeting.
She sized Fan Lang up again, then said, "Heaven nourishes mankind through all things. You grew up between heaven and earth, so how can you oppose the Heavenly Dao? Do not forget that you were raised on grain, and all that grain was bestowed by the Heavenly Dao."
"Save your reasoning. I have never been much of a reasonable person. No matter how lofty your arguments are, they will not change my mind."
Fan Lang could not be bothered to say more to Xi Hua. He released his consciousness, which spread like a vast sea, probing every corner of the Heavenly Residence and locating the World Creation Spirit Fruit he was determined to obtain.
Within one courtyard stood an ancient, gnarled tree, like two dragons entwined together. Two ripe fruits hung from its branches.
The fruits resembled pineapples, with hard orange-yellow skins covered in clusters of tiny spiral bumps.
These were the World