Houtu looked at Nuwa, whose face was flushed and whose expression was tinged with anger, and asked in confusion, "Little Brother Xiao Ran, why does Fellow Daoist Nuwa seem so unhappy?"
"Could it be that you bullied her?"
Xiao Ran shrugged and smiled wryly. "I didn't!"
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa is far stronger than I am!"
"How could I possibly bully her?"
Nuwa said softly, "Fellow Daoist Houtu, there's no need to worry!"
"Xiao Ran didn't bully me!"
Houtu nodded, apparently lost in thought.
Fuxi narrowed his eyes. "By the way, you've been here for quite some time!"
"Why don't my sister and I show you around?"
"Buzhou Mountain is the greatest divine mountain in the Primordial World!"
"There are countless Cave Heaven Blessed Lands, and more breathtaking sights than you could ever see!"
"Not to enjoy them would be a regret in life!"
Everyone quickly agreed to Fuxi's suggestion.
They spent some time touring the mountains and rivers.
Before they knew it, several more days had passed.
Xiao Ran and Nuwa prepared to leave.
Xiao Ran said, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, since you've already agreed to join Tiangong Hall and help me complete the Primordial Virtual Network..."
"Better now than later. Come with me to the Witch Race this time!"
Fuxi exhaled. "All right!"
"I've wanted to visit Tiangong Hall and see it for myself for a long time!"
Houtu invited Nuwa, saying, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, why don't you come with us to the Witch Race as well?"
"It's been thousands of years since you last toured the Witch Race!"
"Our Witch Race has changed beyond recognition since then!"
"If you come along, you'll be amazed!"
Nuwa didn't refuse and readily agreed to Houtu's invitation.
Soon, the four of them set off together, streaking toward the Witch Race.
Witch Race