The saint's words made heaven and earth silent.
The heavenly and comfortable atmosphere in the entire Wa Palace disappeared without a trace in this moment.
Invisible pressure squeezed from all directions, as if the will of the entire world had condensed into a substantial Prison Cage, trying to nail Qin Feng to the spot.
Those spiritual roots that were swaying towards him before, now the branches and leaves are still, as if they have turned into the sharpest swords.
The strange beasts that were close to him were now lying on the ground, their gentle eyes turned into sharp knives of scrutiny.
Qin Feng's lazy smile completely solidified.
Not out of fear, but out of deepest shock.
The identity of the time traveler is his biggest secret, a source that even the system has never explored.
At this moment, this saint, whom he met for the first time, explained it in an understatement.
His heart skipped a beat.
There was a buzzing sound in my mind, and countless thoughts flashed through me instantly.
Confess? Beg for mercy? Or deny even to death?
No, any lie is meaningless in front of a saint.
Nuwa's eyes seem to be able to see through the past and the future, and see through all illusions.
The pressure was getting bigger and bigger, almost squeezing his soul out of Chaos Undying Body.
Just when the pressure reached its peak, the corners of Qin Feng's frozen mouth suddenly raised again.
Forget it, love it anyway.
If you are exposed, you are exposed. Can you still eat me?
After figuring this out, the extremely tight string in Qin Feng's heart completely relaxed.
He looked directly into Nuwa's inquiring eyes, and that lazy smile appeared again, even more casual and indifferent than before.
"The saint is joking."
Qin Feng's voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly in the dead palace, with a cynical tone.
"I was born and raised here, so why don't I belong to this world?"
His eyes did not dodge at all, and he faced the saint's gaze calmly, as if he was looking at an unreasonable friend.
Nuwa's brows frowned slightly, almost imperceptibly.
She anticipated Qin Feng's various reactions, including fear, shock, quibbling, and even desperate rage.
But I didn't expect that he would be so calm, even with a hint of... ridicule.
This is completely unreasonable.
How could a being who had his biggest secret exposed by a saint in front of his face still laugh?
However, Qin Feng's next words completely stunned this saint who had endured countless calamities.
Qin Feng took a step forward and bowed slightly to Nuwa. The gesture was more like casually meeting an elder while walking in the back garden of his home than a salute.
"As for my origin... perhaps, I am a speck of dust accidentally left on Primordial World when you created the human race."
There was a smile in his voice and his eyes were clear, as if he was stating an obvious fact.
"I have been wandering outside for so many years, and today I am lucky enough to meet Saint Mother, which can be regarded as acknowledging my ancestors."
As soon as these words came out, the entire Wa Palace air seemed to freeze.
Recognize your ancestors and return to your clan?
This eloquence is simply heavenly!
Not only did he cleverly avoid the core issue of origin, he also forcibly bound himself to Nuwa, the Human Race Saint Mother.
Didn't you say that I don't belong in this world?
I was just a speck of ashes that you dropped casually back then. Now that I'm home, you, the mother, can you still drive me out?
Nuwa's flawless and eternal face showed a subtle emotion called "surprise" for the first time.
Ever since she became a saint, watching the changes of eras and the ups and downs of all sentient beings, had she ever heard such "unbridled" words?
Not to mention Quasi-Saint, even Three Pure Ones Dao Ancestor, who is also a saint, treats each other with courtesy in front of her, and her words are full of reverence for the Dao.
But the man in front of him, who was obviously not even as good as Quasi-Saint, dared to use such an almost frivolous tone to have a relationship with her, Heavenly Dao Saint.
The most outrageous thing is that this statement sounds completely unreasonable, but it is also logically impeccable.
He is human.
She is Human Race Saint Mother.
He said that he was the "work" she left behind, which seems... not completely impossible?
Nuwa discovered that at this moment, his sacred heart, which had long been aligned with the way of heaven and would endure through all tribulations, had an unprecedented ripple.
Just like a calm mirror lake, when a stone is thrown into it, it creates circles of tiny ripples.
She carefully examined Qin Feng's eyes.
Those eyes are very bright and clear.
There is no awe that one should have when facing a saint, no guilt after having a secret revealed, and no trace of the greed and blasphemy of ordinary beings.
Some are just pure appreciation from the heart.
Like an artist admiring a unique masterpiece.
This kind of gaze made Nuwa feel an unprecedented novelty.
Over the long years, all creatures looked at her with either awe, fear, or prayer.
No one has ever looked at her with such equal, pure admiration.
This gave her a strange feeling in her long and dead Sacred Heart, as if a corner that had been forgotten for hundreds of millions of years was lightly touched.
The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became more subtle than the tension just now.
The Saintly Might that was enough to crush Quasi-Saint had quietly dispersed at some point.
Qin Feng became a little bolder when he saw Nuwa just looking at him blankly without getting angry.
His gaze naturally moved downwards from Nuwa's face that was so perfect that it was beyond ordinary, and finally landed on her beautiful wrist resting on the edge of the cloud bed.
The wrist was slender and round, and the skin was as white as the finest mutton-fat white jade. Under the soft light in the palace, it glowed with a warm luster.
"The saint's magnificence is unparalleled, the most magnificent I have ever seen in my life."
Qin Feng praised sincerely, his voice full of sincerity.
This is not a compliment, nor is it a deliberate attempt to please.
It is the most straightforward and heartfelt emotion.
Boom!
This seemingly simple compliment fell into the ears of Nuwa, but it was no less than a compliment of Chaos Divine Thunder.
Unparalleled splendor?
The best thing I have ever seen in my life?
This kind of vocabulary used to describe ordinary women was actually used on her Heavenly Dao Saint.
Nuwa's mind went blank for a moment.
She is a saint! She is the incarnation of Tao! She is the supreme existence that transcends gender and form!
Beauty and ugliness have long been meaningless concepts to her.
But...
But why, when this straightforward and sincere compliment sounded, the beating frequency of her sacred heart suddenly accelerated a little?
Why did she subconsciously follow Qin Feng's gaze and look at her wrist?
Then, an action happened that even she had not expected.
Nuwa's flawless wrist, which was like a work of art, subconsciously shrank back slightly and hid it in the wide sleeves of palace robe.
The movements are very light and subtle.
But it was like a thunder that exploded deep in Nuwa's heart.
Is she... shy?
The moment this idea surfaced, Nuwa himself was shocked.
She, dignified Heavenly Dao Saint, would actually make such a gesture that belongs to an ordinary little girl because of a compliment and a look from a man?
How is this possible!
But the fact is before our eyes.
That subtle movement completely exposed the "feminine" side of her that had been hidden for countless years and that even she herself had almost forgotten beneath her aloof saint shell.
The atmosphere of the entire palace became extremely magical at this moment.
Qin Feng looked at Nuwa's subconscious action, and the smile on his lips became even thicker.
What about saints?
After all, she is a woman.
As long as you are a woman, there is no one who does not like to hear good things.
And Nuwa, after a brief moment of shock, also realized his gaffe.
An almost imperceptible faint blush appeared on her cheeks, which even she herself had not noticed, and was quickly replaced by the everlasting coldness.
But in the depths of those eyes looking at Qin Feng, there was a trace of indescribable complex emotions.
It's no longer a simple inspection, but with a hint of... shame and annoyance.