"Today, I have been defeated." Taiyi looked at Qing Xuan and admitted it with remarkable composure.
Compared to those Three Pure Ones who always resorted to ganging up on others, losing to Qing Xuan was not something Taiyi found difficult to accept.
"But if the opportunity arises in the future, I will come again to discuss the Dao with you, fellow Daoist."
Even after losing a battle, Taiyi had never lacked the courage to fight again.
Taiyi truly is a battle fanatic, worthy of being the future Eastern Emperor of the Demon Court, Qing Xuan thought.
But since the other man enjoyed being beaten so much, what reason did Qing Xuan have to refuse?
The young Daoist smiled faintly. "Very well."
"Qing Xuan, it is done."
As the final wisp of Innate Origin completely flowed into the Dark-Cyan Gourd,
Before the cliff, Qing Yi placed the Gourd Vine's entire root system, along with the piece of Nine Heavens Breath Soil beneath it, into the cauldron.
Once Qing Yi had safely stored away the spiritual root, Nuwa, clad in an apricot-yellow immortal dress, approached the two with Fuxi.
Fuxi looked at Qing Xuan and Qing Yi, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "I am Fuxi, and this is my younger sister, Nuwa. Though we met the two of you previously at Zixiao Palace, we never formally became acquainted. Only today have we had the chance to properly pay our respects."
Standing beside Fuxi, Nuwa looked on with curiosity. After seeing her brother's gesture, she likewise greeted the two.
Qing Xuan smiled slightly. "I am Qing Xuan, and this is Qing Yi."
Back at Zixiao Palace, Qing Xuan had naturally noticed the brother and sister, though they had never truly interacted.
After they formally exchanged names, Nuwa's gaze fell upon Qing