Nuwa walked quietly through the Primordial Wilderness.
She did not mobilize even the slightest bit of cultivation, nor did she use it to observe the myriad things in the world.
Instead, like an ordinary mortal, she used her own eyes to take in the entire Primordial Wilderness.
And Fuxi did not disturb her either.
He merely followed far behind Nuwa.
His gaze remained fixed on her back.
Without Fuxi's usual teasing, Nuwa became ever more absorbed in her journey.
Along the way, she saw many things.
She saw winding rivers, mountains soaring into the clouds, and countless living beings of the Primordial Wilderness.
She felt the pulse of the earth, the thunder of the Ninth Heavens, and the waves of the sea.
She even arrived before the spirit plants Hong Yuan had once laid down.
She extended her hand, her fingertips lightly brushing over the spiritual roots one by one.
She felt the immense, majestic pressure emanating from the spiritual roots, vast beyond measure.
It was as though, upon these spiritual roots, she once again saw the grand feat of the Dao Venerable personally using them to divide the entire Primordial Wilderness into the Ten Domains for the sake of all living beings.
"What... is still missing?" she murmured, as if asking the spiritual roots before her, yet also asking herself.
But the only response was the rustling of leaves in the breeze.
Suddenly, Nuwa's fingers froze.
She slowly turned her head and looked at the countless spiritual roots around her. The lush greenery seemed somewhat lonely and lifeless.
She remained silent for a long while.
Only then did her soft lips part as she slowly said, "It still lacks some vitality..."
Nuwa suddenly turned around and softly called toward Fuxi, "Elder Brother!"
As Nuwa's voice fell.
Fuxi's figure suddenly