Nuwa had gotten carried away!
She had become arrogant!
She held her head high and looked down on Fuxi.
She was more smug than ever. For a moment, all the bitterness and exhaustion she had endured throughout the Witch and Yao Epoch vanished. She instantly came back to life, and every sorrow became part of the past. A breeze swept by, scattering it all into nothingness.
On that foundation, she shouted the feelings she had kept bottled up for countless years. For the first time in her life, she spoke loudly before Fuxi and voiced the most disrespectful demand of all.
Of course!
She herself might not have seen it that way.
—Your old mother went through eighty-one tribulations and finally became the head of the household, free to do whatever she pleased. Can't I enjoy my triumph for a bit?!
What rules!
What seniority!
Change them!
Change them all!
From today onward, I call the shots at home!
"Come on!"
"Call me Big Sister!"
That was her demand, and her presence soared to the heavens.
In contrast, Fuxi remained silent.
This ancient sacred leader said nothing. His face was taut, his brows tightly furrowed, and his invisible majesty made Chaos tremble and the ages fall silent.
It was as if he were facing an unequal treaty that had challenged his very nerves.
However, the rule of honoring a bet and accepting defeat, as well as the fairness he had advocated all his life, made it difficult for him to tear off all pretense and turn on her as abruptly as flipping a page.
No matter how Nuwa had managed it... in this battle, Nuwa had won in terms of combat prowess!
She had beaten Fuxi so badly that he had hung out a "do not disturb" sign and could