Leaving aside the stormy seas churning in everyone's hearts, Hongjun turned his gaze to Nüwa.
Hongjun's feelings toward Nüwa were actually quite complicated.
Nüwa was different from the Three Pure Ones.
The Three Pure Ones had been formed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit. Their innate foundations were supreme, and their blessings ran deep. It could be said that bestowing primordial violet qi on them had outright harmed them.
After all, with their foundations and fortune, attaining enlightenment of the Dao at the Hunyuan level had been practically nailed to the board.
Only because the Heavenly Dao would not permit it had primordial violet qi been bestowed on them to bind them, steering them away from Hunyuan enlightenment and toward the fruit status of Heavenly Dao Sages instead.
They had picked up a sesame seed only to lose a watermelon.
Yet the Three Pure Ones knew nothing of this.
They had suffered because they had no parent to look out for them. Despite their formidable foundations and origins, they were orphans. Was it any wonder they had been bullied?
Although Hongjun had taken them as personal disciples, he was utterly powerless to change the Heavenly Dao's decision.
Hongjun might have been the Dao Ancestor of the Primordial Wilderness and a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, but before the Primordial Heavenly Dao, he still fell far short.
He had the will, but lacked the strength!
Attaining the fruit status of Heavenly Dao Sages was already the best possible outcome.
Sometimes, wasn't ignorance a blessing too?
Without knowledge, there were no worries.
If the Three Pure Ones had been restricted by the Heavenly Dao, Nüwa was the exact opposite. She had been lifted up by it.
The same was true of Hongjun. Had the Heavenly Dao not chosen him as its representative, he would probably