"Heavenly Court will fully guarantee the incense offerings you receive in the Three Realms."
Nuwa's hand holding the teacup paused slightly.
She raised her head, her gaze falling on Haotian's face as if confirming that he was not joking.
To Nuwa, although she was a Saint and revered as the ancestor of the Monster Race, the Monster Race had scattered and fractured throughout the Three Realms after the Witch-Demon War.
Though her incense offerings were not few, they could hardly be called flourishing.
By comparison, the Three Pure Ones had founded their sects, and the incense offerings of the Chán and Jie Sects far surpassed those of Wa Emperor Palace.
Zhunti Jieyin's incense offerings in the west had also grown increasingly prosperous.
Only she, the Saint of the Monster Race, despite her exalted status, had always ranked last in incense offerings and fortune.
Haotian's words struck straight at the heart of the matter.
"What are the conditions?" Nuwa set down her teacup and looked calmly at Haotian.
"You must represent the Monster Race and acknowledge Heavenly Court's leadership over the Three Realms and Six Paths." Haotian did not mince words. "The Monster Race is scattered throughout the Three Realms. Though it no longer has any great powers, its total numbers remain immense. You must acknowledge Heavenly Court as the ruler of the Three Realms. All members of the Monster Race must obey the laws and regulations of Heaven. Heavenly Court will not interfere in the Monster Race's internal affairs, and the Monster Race must not resist Heavenly Court's authority."
Nuwa fell silent for a moment, then suddenly gave a soft laugh.
"Jade Emperor, Jade Emperor." She shook her head, her tone carrying both helplessness and admiration.
"You have always been this kind of person. You want something yourself, yet you