Qin Xuan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, but he did not dwell on it. He simply chuckled and said:
"Sure!"
Seeing Qin Xuan agree so readily, Nüwa felt slightly relieved.
She looked reluctantly at the Red Bridal Ball in her hand, but in the end, she decisively severed her Divine Sense imprint from it.
But when she thought that Qin Xuan now owed her karma as well, an inexplicable flicker of joy rose in her heart.
Then, she handed the Red Bridal Ball to Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan accepted it with a smile.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Qin Xuan did not linger any longer and took his leave from the Demon Court.
Qin Xuan stood in the Thirty-Three Heavens.
He gazed at the Red Bridal Ball in his hand.
Yet he still felt that it was not secure enough.
One had to know.
The sun and moon were bound by destiny.
Although he had successfully intercepted the Red Bridal Ball and prevented the Heavenly Marriage,
what if the Heavenly Dao resorted to some trick?
Wouldn't all his efforts have been for nothing?
In the end, Qin Xuan split off a strand of Divine Sense and sent it near the Taiyin Star.
That way, if anyone from the Demon Court went to the Taiyin Star, he would sense it immediately.
Afterward, Qin Xuan wasted no more time. With a flash, he hurried back toward Buzhou Mountain.
At the same time, within Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke.
A smile rested on his face as he stroked his beard.
Suddenly, his expression stiffened slightly, and his movements paused.
Then, he activated the power of a Sage and brushed away a speck of black ash clinging to his beard.
Hongjun felt rather pleased with himself. Qin