The moment those words were spoken, the smile on Nüwa's face froze, and she looked at Qin Xuan in astonishment.
This was not the first or second time she had dealt with Qin Xuan.
The things Qin Xuan had casually given away in the past had all involved tremendous karma.
And now, he had actually taken the initiative to ask for her Red Bridal Ball in exchange?
How could this Red Bridal Ball possibly be ordinary, then?
With that thought, Nüwa's heart tightened, but her expression remained calm as she said with a light smile:
"Fellow daoist Qin Xuan, this Red Bridal Ball is extremely important to me, so forgive me for being unable to agree!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a faint, smug smile involuntarily curled at the corners of Nüwa's lips.
It seemed to say:
"Hmph! Do you really think I, Nüwa, can't recognize a treasure and am so easy to fool?"
Qin Xuan did not continue pressing the matter. He merely said flatly:
"Since that is the case, then I shall take my leave."
With that, he decisively turned around, making as if to leave.
However, at the very instant Qin Xuan turned around.
A droplet of liquid glowing with three-colored divine light suddenly appeared at his fingertips, then silently slid down from them.
Plop!
A nearly imperceptible sound came from the ground.
The next moment.
Qin Xuan felt a fragrant breeze flash past him, and the faint wind stirred by fluttering robes brushed over his cheek.
Looking ahead, he saw that Nüwa was already standing prettily before him, blocking his path.
Dijun, Taiyi, and Fuxi beside them all looked utterly baffled.
That droplet of liquid did appear somewhat extraordinary, but surely it was not enough to make Nüwa this agitated?
She had even somewhat forgotten