"I've already answered so many of your questions. Can you tell me where my mother is now?"
When the Firstborn suddenly threw out that question, Hao Ren was still struggling to figure out what effects the Primordial Blood he had absorbed might have produced. The question jolted him out of his thoughts, and cold sweat immediately began trickling down his spine to his heels. He wasn't the only one—everyone present tensed the instant they heard that deadly question. Vivian calmly turned her head and began studying the patterns on Crystal Peak Mountain, Izax hugged his daughter and started discussing what to have for dinner, while Nangong May crouched on the ground and pretended to tie her shoelaces—she was wearing sandals today. They didn't even have laces!
"Um..." Hao Ren swallowed, wondering how to tactfully tell the other party about the Creation Goddess's fall. "Actually, she..."
Vivian lightly jabbed Hao Ren in the small of his back from behind. "Be tactful."
Hao Ren nodded, swallowing the words that had almost slipped out. After reorganizing his thoughts, he said, "A great battle took place on the Founding Star. Your mother disappeared after the war, but not long ago, we obtained evidence indicating that the Creation Goddess should still be sleeping somewhere in the depths of the universe..."
Vivian patted her chest lightly and let out a sigh of relief. Lowering her voice, she muttered beside Hao Ren's ear, "You scared me to death. I was really afraid you'd blurt out, 'Your mom got blown up.'"
Hao Ren clenched his back teeth and maintained a solemn expression, though sweat had already appeared on his forehead. "I almost said it just now. Luckily, you poked me and I swallowed it back!"
Vivian's expression shifted slightly as she muttered to herself, "I have to keep