Nuwa, Master Says You're a Snake Demon

This figure was also incredibly graceful.

Though her aura was completely different from that of the unfamiliar Female Saint.

She was nonetheless a woman whose beauty outshone the Primordial Land.

Behind this woman, three thousand strands of jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Her extraordinarily beautiful eyes, when opening and closing, seemed like the alternation of day and night.

She wore a dazzling Phoenix Coronet and Cloud Robes, appearing exceptionally stunning.

Her figure was tall and slender, light and supple; even this hazy silhouette alone seemed capable of stealing one's soul.

After seeing this woman, gasps of cold air rang out one after another across the Primordial Land.

The woman who appeared in the sky above the Primordial Land was none other than the Saint, Goddess Nuwa.

As Goddess Nuwa appeared, she immediately confronted this Mysterious Woman.

As if harboring some inexplicable hostility.

"These two Female Saints are far too breathtaking... they could truly be said to outshine the entire Primordial Land..."

A powerful figure in the Primordial Land looked at that Mysterious Woman, then at Goddess Nuwa.

His expression showed a dazed, absent-minded look.

It wasn't just him.

Countless other mighty beings felt their hearts suddenly race at this moment.

Their entire bodies surged with hot blood.

After all, the two women in the sky were simply too beautiful.

They represented two completely different kinds of beauty.

That Mysterious Woman, at first glance, made one forget she possessed a Saintly Fruit.

Overall, she appeared soft and delicate, endlessly enchanting.

She made people's blood boil, their minds wander, unable to resist the urge to hold her tightly in their arms and ravish her.

That was an aura capable of stirring people's desires.

Goddess Nuwa, on the other hand, exuded a holy aura.

An aura that could only be admired from afar, never defiled.

Though both were women, though both were Saints, the difference they gave people was like heaven and earth...

Those two Female Saints in the sky were absolutely the ones who outshone the Primordial Land, peerless under heaven.

At this moment, everyone was quietly waiting for events to unfold.

Goddess Nuwa's appearance meant that Goddess Nuwa was about to make her move.

No one knew whether this woman could withstand it.

In the sky, Nuwa stared intently at the woman before her, her gaze cautious and filled with hostility.

After a long while, Nuwa finally spoke:

"Who are you?"

Hearing Nuwa's question, the Mysterious Woman opposite her smiled like the morning glow, gently laughing with a charm that could captivate all beings.

"In reply to Sister Nuwa's question, this little one has no name or surname. I am an orphan taken in by my Master, who bestowed upon me the name: Sanqi."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The many mighty beings of the Primordial Land erupted in an uproar.

All felt as if thunder were rolling through the heavens, utterly incredulous.

Sanqi?

That name was somewhat strange; they had never heard of such a figure in the Primordial Land.

What was even more peculiar was that this woman before them, who possessed the realm of a Saint, also had a Master?

Was it true?

After all, this news was simply too preposterous.

A Master of a Saint?

Could it be another Saint?

Thinking of this, many people wailed in their hearts.

Just how many more mighty beings were hidden in this Primordial Land?

Would they even be allowed to live?

Midair, Nuwa faced the woman's reply.

Her pupils abruptly contracted.

Her expression shifted slightly.

This peerlessly beautiful woman across from her... had a master?

Could this woman's master also be a sage?

If so, matters had just become rather complicated.

"Sister Sanqi, this Human Race is utterly rebellious, abandoning their roots and forsaking their origins. Not only have they severed ties with me, your elder sister, but they also curse the Wu Race and the Demon Race openly. Why must you, little sister, still shelter this lowly Human Race?"

Nuwa struck first with her accusation.

In truth, Nuwa did not intend to completely annihilate the Human Race.

She had no such desire either.

When the Human Race forced her to take a stance, she had actually felt quite pained.

After all, the Human Race was born from her own hands.

To have come to this point—how could it not grieve her?

She simply had her own reasons for being unable to act, nothing more.

Then suddenly a woman appeared, loudly proclaiming she would protect the Human Race.

This stirred a feeling of jealousy within Nuwa's heart.

The Human Race was her creation.

Whether they perished or flourished, it was for Nuwa alone to decide.

Since the other party insisted on guarding the Human Race, then she would deliberately target the Human Race.

She absolutely would not let the other party have their way.

The Human Race was her creation.

No matter what, she would be the one to decide.

Why should anyone else interfere?

Otherwise, she, Nuwa, would suffer a blow to her reputation.

Across from her, Sanqi was indeed smiling gently, her smile like a blooming flower, radiant to the extreme.

"Sister Nuwa, please don't make things difficult for Sanqi. The task of protecting the Human Race was given by Master. If Sanqi cannot complete it, Master will spank my bottom..."

As soon as Sanqi said this, the expressions of all the great beings across the Primordial turned strange.

A task assigned by Master...

If not completed, Master would spank her bottom...

Spanking a sage's bottom...

And then they looked at the breathtakingly beautiful Sanqi.

A scene formed in their minds.

It instantly made blood surge.

Countless people even had nosebleeds on the spot.

Hearing this, Sage Nuwa's face immediately darkened.

Was this woman being so ungrateful?

Her meaning had been made perfectly clear.

Yet the other party still brushed aside her dignity.

This displeased her greatly:

"Does little sister Sanqi insist on protecting the Human Race?"

The tone of her voice had already turned cold, even slightly stiff.

Sanqi, smiling like a flower, nodded and looked at Nuwa with a beaming expression, a startling allure revealing itself on her face:

"Yes, yes, Sanqi is going to protect the Human Race. What will you do about it, Sister Nuwa? Not happy? Then tell your little sister, why aren't you happy?"

"Just because you don't want something, Sister, does that mean you won't allow others to have it? No wonder Master often says Sister Nuwa is a snake demon... Looking at it now, Sister truly resembles a snake demon..."

As she spoke, she let out a soft laugh, a smile that could captivate all beings.

Upon hearing this, all the Primordial Beings were utterly dumbfounded.

Nuwa... a snake demon?

This woman really dared to say that...

Using that soft, delicate tone to call Nuwa a snake demon...

She truly spoke the harshest words in the gentlest tone.

This woman named Sanqi was absolutely not to be underestimated.

She dared to directly rebuke the sage Goddess Nuwa.

That at least showed she held no fear of Nuwa.

Nuwa's own lips twitched upon hearing this.

Rage slowly boiled within her heart.

She had never imagined the other party would be so utterly disrespectful.

Calling her a snake demon in front of all the Primordial Beings...

Wasn't that a blatant provocation?

Nuwa's face sank like water.

The sage aura around her surged forth explosively.

As the sage aura of Goddess Nuwa erupted.

The entire Primordial Land seemed to darken.

An overwhelming pressure blanketed all of the Primordial.

Every great power felt this aura, their expressions shifting slightly.

Was Goddess Nuwa about to make her move?

How... intriguing...

All eyes fixed on the two figures dominating the sky above the Primordial Land.

Waiting silently for events to unfold.

Sanqi smiled faintly, still unafraid in the face of Nuwa's overwhelming aura:

"Sister Snake Demon is truly formidable. Are you preparing to strike at your little sister? Don't regret it, sister..."

Her voice was impossibly soft, tinged with a hint of laziness, utterly enchanting.

These words were spoken with boundless arrogance.

Not a shred of fear in them.

By now, Goddess Nuwa's face had gone completely dark.

The other party gave her no face at all:

"Since that's the case, you and I will have to settle this with a bout..."