When Old Friends Meet

The four members of Nuwa's group were instantly bewildered. The Eternal Emperor actually knew Nuwa?

Ancestor Fengtong was especially excited. Was this their chance to latch onto someone powerful?

Nuwa had vaguely guessed something, but she did not dare confirm it. "Your Majesty knows me?"

Shen Ye smiled calmly. "Of course. We're fellow townsfolk."

"Your Majesty is also from the Three Realms...?"

"Not only the Three Realms. On a deeper level, we are as well."

Nuwa suddenly looked up. Memories from an unimaginably distant past were stirred awake, and her eyes held both excitement and fear.

"Everyone, could you give me a moment to speak with someone from my homeland?" Shen Ye's gaze swept over them, and the four rulers did not dare meet his eyes.

"Yes, we'll leave at once."

"Please, Your Majesty."

The four answered excitedly and hurriedly retreated tens of millions of miles away.

A ruler acquainted with Ancestor Fengtong sent him a voice transmission. "Brother Fengtong, what is going on between you and His Majesty?"

"Haha, it's nothing much. It just so happens that the disciple I took in back then is a fellow townsman of His Majesty." Ancestor Fengtong spoke "modestly," but anyone could hear the pride in his voice.

With this connection, even a powerhouse at the level of a Sith Race Lord would have to think carefully before trying to kill him.

Nuwa took several deep breaths before barely calming her turbulent emotions. "Your Majesty obtained Fuxi's inheritance?"

"More or less." Shen Ye admitted it frankly. At his current level, he had nothing to fear even if he exposed the existence of the Destiny Orb.

"As expected of the master of a divine artifact. Your cultivation speed is far beyond anything we can compare to." Nuwa sighed emotionally. In her perception, this newly