Nuwa was both startled and delighted. Although she had already thought highly of Li Xinghe, she had never expected him to truly foresee the future.
Heavenly Dao Sages had seats of their own. Given Li Xinghe's status, he naturally could not be making things up casually.
Afterward, under Li Xinghe's guidance, Fuxi and Nuwa once again entered seclusion for bitter cultivation. This time, their goal was to break through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.
However, from then on, Fuxi followed the path of Law Proving Dao, while Nuwa took the path of the Quasi-Saint.
No one knew how many years passed before auspicious clouds suddenly rose from Buzhou Mountain, their radiance filling the entire mountain.
Nuwa suddenly felt a stir in her heart, as though something were drawing her in.
Li Xinghe's heart also stirred. With a brief divination, he learned that the Innate Gourd Vine had emerged.
He immediately sent a voice transmission to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, telling them to make their move.
There were seven gourds. The Witch Race was taking them, because Li Xinghe said so.
As for Nuwa, one of the gourds on the Innate Gourd Vine had originally been destined for her. Now, she could only be wronged by receiving one fewer gourd.
In any case, Nuwa would not take part in any conflicts after becoming a Saint. Ever since Fuxi had fallen during the Witch-Demon Calamity, even her last trace of affection for the Demon Clan had vanished.
Before Nuwa could speak, Li Xinghe smiled. "The Primordial World is about to see something interesting happen again."
With that, he led the way ahead, while Fuxi and Nuwa slowly followed behind him.
This would conveniently delay Nuwa. Otherwise, once she arrived, she would surely obtain one of the gourds.
At this moment, powerful