If the brother and sister truly followed Yuan Yan and the other three, then regardless of how their future paths unfolded, at least no one would dare provoke them lightly, and they would not easily fall into calamity.
Seeing that Fuxi's inner knot had been resolved, Yuan Yan, Nuwa, Yuan Jie, Yuan Lun, and Yuan Ling exchanged smiles. The atmosphere among the six became even more harmonious, and their interactions grew more natural.
It was as though they had changed from like-minded fellow Daoists into truly close companions.
Then again, genuine feelings that could withstand the test of interests were what most readily drew people closer together.
Furthermore, when Yuan Jie had previously invited Fuxi to the Western Continent to lend them a hand, although it had merely been to resolve Fuxi's inner knot—
There had not been the slightest falsehood in Yuan Jie's invitation, and Fuxi's agreement would likewise not be discounted.
In other words, although Fuxi had not formally joined them yet, he was already close enough. And since Fuxi and Nuwa were one, if Fuxi joined them, Nuwa would not be able to escape either.
Thus, it was not an exaggeration to call them truly close companions.
The six of Yuan Yan's group got along harmoniously, while the Three Pure Ones sat cross-legged upon their cushions with their eyes closed, deaf to all matters beyond themselves.
Hong Yun conversed with Zhen Yuanzi. Their Great Daos complemented one another, and their friendship ran deep.
At the same time, Di Jun, Taiyi, Minghe, Dongwang Gong, Queen Mother of the West, Xi He, Chang Xi, and other Innate Divines took their seats behind the Three Pure Ones and Yuan Yan's group.
Once nearly three thousand Innate Divines had all taken their seats, Haotian and Yaochi prepared to close the palace