The Masters' Sense of Crisis! A Strong Enemy Appears!

"Yo, Daoist friends, up so early?"

Nuwa's voice drifted over, tinged with a hint of laziness and amusement.

She walked slowly from the side hall, cradling a small, snow-white kitten in her arms. The kitten was rolling around in her embrace, purring contentedly.

She looked at the Three Pure Ones by the stone table: one holding a bizarre rainbow porridge, another presenting an exquisitely crafted dish, and the third with his hand frozen mid-air. The amusement in her eyes, which held the essence of creation, deepened.

"Looks like none of you slept well last night."

As soon as she said this, the Three Pure Ones' expressions became a colorful spectacle.

Tongtian Jiaozhu was the first to react. He slammed the "Seven-Colored Glazed Hundred-Fruit Soup" in his hand onto the table with a dull thud.

"You woman, stop being so sarcastic!" he glared at Nuwa, huffing, "Who didn't sleep well? I slept perfectly fine! I even dreamed my disciple was chasing me and calling me Master!"

Even as he said it, he felt a pang of guilt. Last night, he had tossed and turned all night, his mind filled with the image of Lin Shen rushing into Nuwa's arms and calling out in a small voice, "Sister... pret... ty..."

That image was more heartbreaking than Luohu's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation!

Although Yuanshi Tianzun remained silent, his face, colder than ten thousand years of profound ice, said it all. He silently retracted his "Kirin Treading Clouds Painting," his mind already replaying the events.

Where had he gone wrong? Was the carving not exquisite enough? Were the ingredients not carefully chosen? Or perhaps... was his tone when introducing the dish not gentle enough?

He secretly glanced at Nuwa, then at himself. He felt that he was indeed lacking in the attribute of "gentleness."

The Grand Pure One Laozi let out a long sigh. He withdrew the hand that had been reaching for Lin Shen, a bitter smile on his face.

He had thought he grasped the core essence of "competing for affection"—returning to simplicity and moving with emotion. He never expected that in the face of an absolute "cute pet" offensive, it would all be in vain.

"Daoist sister Nuwa, you jest," The Grand Pure One Laozi forced himself to maintain his demeanor as the eldest brother. "We were merely preparing breakfast for our little disciple and discussing the Way of Cuisine."

"Oh? The Way of Cuisine?" Nuwa, holding the cat, glanced at the two "masterpieces" on the table with interest.

First, she looked at Tongtian's bowl of colorful, terrifyingly presented porridge, her beautiful brow furrowing slightly.

"Daoist brother Tongtian's dish certainly embodies the chaos before creation, the indistinguishable yin and yang. I imagine the taste is also... hard to describe?"

Tongtian Jiaozhu's face instantly turned the color of liver.

Nuwa then looked at Yuanshi Tianzun's exquisitely artistic dish and nodded gently. "Daoist brother Yuanshi's dish is truly ingenious and masterfully crafted. However... this can likely only be looked at, not eaten, right? Children don't understand the profound principles of the Great Dao; they just want to fill their stomachs."

Yuanshi Tianzun's face also darkened.

This woman's words were too venomous! In one sentence, she had negated all the efforts of their two brothers!

"Yiya!"

Just as the atmosphere became awkward, Lin Shen, held in The Grand Pure One Laozi's arms, suddenly made a sound.

He had just been picked up from bed by The Grand Pure One Laozi and was still groggy from sleep. But when he saw the kitten in Nuwa's arms licking its paws, his eyes instantly lit up.

A cat! It was the cat that the pretty sister had given him yesterday!

Lin Shen's sleepiness vanished instantly. He struggled to lift his little head from The Grand Pure One Laozi's embrace, stretched out his chubby little hands, and reached towards Nuwa.

"Cat... cat... hug..."

He mumbled indistinctly, his little face full of longing.

This scene, once again, transformed into three sharp arrows, piercing the hearts of the Three Pure Ones.

Tongtian Jiaozhu felt his heart being stabbed again.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was darker than the primordial chaos stones beneath Buzhou Mountain.

The bitter smile on The Grand Pure One Laozi's face grew even more pronounced.

It's over.

It's completely over.

On the path of "competing for affection," the three brothers seemed to have lost so badly they didn't even have their underpants left.

Nuwa looked at Lin Shen's eager and adorable appearance, feeling immensely proud. She knew that no baby could resist the allure of fluffy little animals.

Holding the kitten, she deliberately dangled it in front of the Three Pure Ones before slowly walking over to Lin Shen and handing the kitten to him.

"Here, little Lin Shen, your kitty."

As soon as Lin Shen received his "beloved pet," his face broke into a wide grin. He hugged the kitten tightly, rubbing his own little face against the cat's soft fur, bubbling with happiness.

He looked so content, as if he possessed the entire world.

The Three Pure Ones watched this scene, their hearts sour enough to brew three vats of aged vinegar.

What they had given were Innate Spiritual Treasures and top-tier Immortal Fruits. Which of those wasn't a billion times more precious than a mere cat?

But their disciple? He treated those treasures like marbles to play with or sheets to wrap himself in.

Yet, this cat, casually conjured by Nuwa, was held dear and treated as a treasure.

This... this is unfair!

"Cough, cough!"

The Grand Pure One Laozi felt that they couldn't let this continue. If Nuwa was allowed to gloat any longer, the "sovereignty" of Kunlun Mountain would be violated.

He decided to take the initiative and reclaim their standing.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa," The Grand Pure One Laozi said with a gentle smile, "You've come here not just to visit my little disciple, have you?"

The meaning was clear: You've come, you've seen, isn't it time to talk business and then be on your way?

Nuwa, being incredibly intelligent, naturally understood The Grand Pure One Laozi's intention to dismiss her.

But she hadn't come today simply to spectate.

She looked at the Three Pure Ones, her expression turning solemn.

"To be frank, my fellow Daoist Brothers," Nuwa said slowly, "I have indeed come seeking a favor."

"Oh?" The attention of the Three Pure Ones was instantly captured.

Seeking a favor?

Asking them for what?

Could it be that she wanted to ask how to achieve Hunyuan enlightenment?

The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances, a sense of superiority rising in their hearts.

See? Even if you're better at coaxing children, what of it? When it comes to the serious business of cultivating the Great Dao, you still have to come begging us?

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please speak freely," Yuanshi Tianzun put on an elder's air, his tone calm. "If it is within our ability, we will naturally offer some guidance."

He was already prepared to give her a good lesson once Nuwa opened her mouth to ask for advice, to make her understand what true Pangu's True Lineage was, and what the orthodox Great Dao was.

However, Nuwa's next words made the Three Pure Ones dumbfounded again.

Nuwa looked at them, then at Lin Shen, who was engrossed in petting a cat, a hint of embarrassment on her face.

She took a deep breath and, in a tone that was pleading, even bordering on begging, said:

"My three Daoist Brothers, your junior sister dares to ask... "

"May I ask Little Lin Shen to stay at Wa Huang Palace for a few days?"

The moment these words were spoken.

The entire peak of Kunlun Mountain fell silent.

Tongtian Jiaozhu's eyes widened.

Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth fell open.

The whisk in The Grand Pure One Laozi's hand almost slipped.

This woman... what did she just say?

She wants to abduct our precious darling and take him to her place?!