"You need to thank Ding Ling properly."
Nuwa pointed at Ding Ling.
It was he who revived you!
"Revived?!"
Zi Xuan was at a loss.
"What do you mean?"
"Exactly what it sounds like."
"You're Nuwa?!"
Zi Xuan cast a sidelong glance at her.
"You're exactly like the Nuwa in my memories and dreams. You really are Nuwa?"
"Yes."
"...!!!"
Zi Xuan was dumbfounded.
The dramatic events she had gone through in this brief moment were simply too much for her to process.
She clearly remembered that just a moment ago, she had been saddened, grief-stricken, and desperate over this matter, silently watching herself die within her rotting shell. That feeling was seared into her bones and unforgettable for the rest of her life.
Yet in the next instant, she seemed to have returned to the time when she was full of youthful vitality. The lively aura within this body clearly told her that she had returned to the tender, youthful days of girlhood!
That was why she had thought it was an illusion.
Or rather, she felt that she had died and was dreaming an ethereal, impossible dream in her sleep.
But Nuwa's words made her soul tremble.
Whether this was a dream or reality.
Nuwa never lied.
After trying several times and confirming that she could feel pain and smell things, she finally became certain.
She had been revived!!
Her almond-shaped eyes widened as her heart surged with excitement. She was so agitated that she could barely contain herself.
At Nuwa's gesture,
she immediately dropped to her knees before Ding Ling with a thud and kowtowed several times.
"Zi Xuan thanks the Upper God for granting me a new life! I have no way to repay you. If the Upper God ever needs me in the future, I