It wasn't long before another graceful figure emerged from Nuwa Temple. Everyone assumed it was Mo Shanshan, but when the woman stepped out of the light and shadow, they realized she was a stranger—a woman with a cool, distant air.
Wang Yue recalled seeing her silhouette in the light and shadow of the Divine Kingdom on the day the Master became the moon. He asked in confusion, "Heavenly Maiden?"
The woman gave a cool hum of acknowledgment, then said with solemn authority, "I'm leaving!"
Her words startled everyone. Sang Sang was especially shaken. "Where are you going?" she asked, visibly agitated.
Sang Sang had complicated feelings about the Heavenly Maiden. They had shared a Sea of Consciousness for a time. She was afraid of the Heavenly Maiden, but also felt a certain closeness to her.
The Heavenly Maiden glanced at Sang Sang and said disdainfully, "It's because of you. You refuse to give up Ning Que and don't want to return to the Divine Kingdom, so I have no choice but to take this course of action."
Wang Yue paused, then asked curiously, "Now that you and Sang Sang each have a body, won't you still have to merge into one eventually?"
His question worried both Ning Que and Sang Sang. They didn't want to go through the pain of their recent ordeal again.
The Heavenly Maiden didn't hide the truth. She answered Wang Yue earnestly, "Once we're both dead, we'll naturally merge. But I sensed the boundless limits of humanity in you. In the future, dying may prove difficult for me. As for Sang Sang, that's up to her."
Wang Yue understood what she meant. This woman—no, Haotian—didn't want to keep doing thankless work!
Because of Sang Sang, the Heavenly Maiden had developed a touch of emotion in her