Yun Qin was exceptionally good at barging in at the most critical moments.
It was practically an ability born of instinct and her very soul, refined until it was almost a divine power. Even the black-clothed Great Dao Lord's art of concealing his aura—which could even fool the Great Unity Salvation Heavenly Venerate—couldn't evade this young girl. That absurdly terrifying intuition and instinct once again revealed their nature at this very moment.
Yun Qin saw Empress Nuwa and Qi WuHuo.
Delight spread across her face. She then greeted Empress Nuwa with perfect manners.
"Greetings, Empress."
This was the first time Empress Nuwa and Yun Qin had met in a place like this. Smiling, the empress asked, "Do you know who I am?"
Yun Qin answered without hesitation, "I don't know who you are, but I think you must be a very gentle deity. I thought I'd address you the way I address Empress Houtu, and figured I couldn't go wrong."
She paused, then asked softly, "May I call you that?"
Empress Nuwa's expression grew even gentler. She clearly liked the young girl very much.
"Of course."
A radiant smile spread across Yun Qin's face. She glanced toward her mother, then thought for a moment.
She sat down between her father, Yun Zhiyi, and Qi WuHuo.
Yun Qin and Empress Nuwa immediately struck up a conversation.
With her almost uncanny instinct, she blended into the atmosphere in no time. Then, like a whip cracking to send a carriage thundering down the road, she swept away the earlier stiffness and drove the mood in an entirely different direction.
"Empress Nuwa, have you come back? I heard the stories said you disappeared all of a sudden."
"Empress Nuwa, you're so beautiful."
Yun Qin took a plate of spirit fruit from the table and