"Fellow Daoist Yuanfeng!"
Looking at the beautiful woman before her, dressed in dazzling, colorful robes, Nuwa's eyes lit up.
When the Dragon-Phoenix Initial Tribulation had just ended, the three clans of dragons, phoenixes, and qilin were suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. Even top powers sought someone to rely on. At the time, Nuwa had taken Hongjun as her master. Seeing that Nuwa had an extraordinary origin and immense potential, Yuanfeng—despite being a Quasi-Saint at the peak of her power—had bowed to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Nuwa and become her mount, in hopes of easing the Heavenly Dao's suppression.
At the height of her power, Yuanfeng was so mighty that she was no weaker than a Saint. Yet she had actually become the mount of Nuwa, whose cultivation was far inferior to hers. It was utterly absurd—absurdity had opened the door, and absurdity had reached its limit!
The only way to explain it was that she had gone along with the greater trend. When you lived under someone else's roof, you had to bow your head!
But Yuanfeng truly deserved to be called the first phoenix born in the primordial world. Looking back now at her decision, more than a hundred thousand years ago, to willingly become a mount, it had been a remarkably wise and far-sighted choice!
Now, Nuwa was a Quasi-Saint at the peak, half a step from Sainthood. In terms of strength, she was no longer inferior to Yuanfeng!
Because Yuanfeng's cultivation had once been so powerful, Nuwa had never treated her as a mount. She had regarded her only as a fellow Daoist, treated her with great respect, and never once ridden her.
It had been that way for more than a hundred thousand years!
Although Yuanfeng was nominally her mount, Nuwa would never think of her