Yuanshi knew that empty pleas for help would not be enough to quell Nuwa's anger, and would only make the Chan Sect seem insufficiently sincere.
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately took several lustrous, translucent Immortal Apricots from the Qiankun within his sleeve, each wreathed in faint wind and thunder spiritual qi.
Holding them in both hands, he respectfully presented them to Nuwa, his posture exceedingly humble and full of earnestness.
"These are Phoenix Thunder Immortal Apricots that ripened atop Kunlun Mountain only after countless years. Having absorbed the essence of heaven and earth's wind and thunder, they are greatly beneficial for cultivation and nourishing the soul.
"Please accept them as a token of the Chan Sect's apology. I hope Fellow Daoist Nuwa will overlook past grievances and lend a hand to save Lingzhuzi."
Nuwa lowered her eyes to look at the Phoenix Thunder Immortal Apricots. Spiritual radiance flowed around them, and their spiritual qi was rich and pure. They were clearly no ordinary worldly objects. Yuanshi had truly brought out one of his prized treasures rather than merely going through the motions.
Only then did her previously tense expression gradually soften, and most of the anger in her eyes faded. She quietly pondered to herself:
Everyone says that Primordial Heavenly Venerate is proud and aloof, looking down on all others. Yet today, he seems to understand propriety and restraint. He knows that one must show sincerity when coming to ask for help. He is not quite so cold and unreasonable after all.
After a brief silence, Nuwa spoke in a calm voice, her bearing majestic and dignified. Though her tone still carried a trace of chilliness, she had already relented.
"Very well. Lingzhuzi is a boy attendant under my charge. He should not have been allowed to