I, Nuwa, Choose Not To Do It

"Heh."

"Venerable Yuanshi can no longer sit still."

There was no surprise in Qin Mu's eyes.

Yang Jian had been taken into his sect.

A crucial chess piece in the Investiture of Gods had been claimed in advance by the Sect of Interception.

It would have been strange if Yuanshi could still sit steadily in Kunlun.

Qin Mu strolled forward at an unhurried pace.

He did not go to Wa Huang Heaven.

Nor did he make a move to stop them.

When Saints laid out their schemes, it was never the one who moved first who won.

Qin Mu said lightly, "I wonder how Nuwa will choose this time."

His gaze pierced through the void.

It was as though he could see Venerable Yuanshi already standing outside Wa Huang Heaven.

The next moment, the restrictions around Wa Huang Heaven slowly opened.

A female immortal's voice drifted out from the depths of the Dao Field.

"Jade Pure Saint, please enter."

Venerable Yuanshi stepped inside.

And at the very instant he entered Nuwa's Dao Field, many great experts throughout the Primordial Wilderness sensed an unusual aura.

Within Wa Huang Palace, Nuwa slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at Venerable Yuanshi walking in from beyond the hall, her brows lifting slightly.

"Senior Brother."

"What brings you to my Wa Huang Palace?"

Within Wa Huang Palace.

Innate spirit light poured down.

Spiritual roots grew along both sides of the jade steps, faint Creation Qi flowing across their leaves.

Venerable Yuanshi stepped into the hall, the Jade Pure Immortal Light around him withdrawing.

His expression was calm, as though he had merely come to chat with a fellow disciple.

Nuwa sat upon the Cloud Platform.

Behind her, the phantom of the River-Mountain Sheji Map flickered in and out of sight.

The aura of the Saint