In the past few days spent with Donghua, Fuxi's beliefs had been shaken time and again.
He even found himself asking over and over:
"Was choosing the Heavenly Court the right decision?"
Then he pushed the thought aside, convinced that his choice had been right. The Primordial Wilderness needed order. It needed the Heavenly Court.
At Fuxi's level of cultivation, his Dao Heart was utterly firm. It wouldn't waver easily.
But once a seed had been planted, it would eventually take root and sprout, until it grew into a towering tree!
Seeing her elder brother like this, Nuwa could only sigh helplessly. Fuxi had become too deeply entangled with the Heavenly Court, and that was no good.
Though she was Wa Huang of the Demon Race Heavenly Court, her relationship with Di Jun and the Heavenly Court was one of cooperation. Fuxi, by contrast, devoted himself to the Heavenly Court wholeheartedly.
She stopped thinking about it. There was no point dwelling on it. If anyone dared to harm her brother in the future, they would have to answer to her Red Sleeve Saber.
Just then, Donghua noticed Tongtian gazing pensively at the Sky Demon Tower in his hands. "Daoist Brother Tongtian, what are you thinking about?"
Tongtian sighed. "This Sky Demon Tower was once the Heaven-Suppressing Tower. Now it's broken to pieces. It's too poor to be of any use, yet too good to throw away. What can I do with it?"
Donghua considered it for a moment, then suddenly had an idea. "I do have a method that's sure to satisfy you, Daoist Brother."
"Hmph, you slippery fellow. What are your terms? Out with them."
Donghua didn't look the least bit embarrassed. "If you're satisfied with my method, you can lend me the Immortal Slaying Sword for a thousand