Nüwa had never dreamed that her trip to the Sun Star to ask Daochen for the breath soil, the Gourd Vine, and the Heaven-Earth Cauldron would end like this.
Even worse, no matter what she said outside the Sun Star afterward, Daochen showed no intention of so much as acknowledging her.
She was absolutely furious!
If she had not been utterly outmatched, she would have stormed the Sun Star, torn out Daochen's tendons, and flayed him alive.
At the same time, Daochen's strength had shocked her deeply. Hongjun was a Sage, so she could accept that he could send her out of the Purple Heavens Palace before she could react.
But Daochen had clearly not attained the Dao, yet he could also throw her off the Sun Star before she could react.
It was simply inconceivable!
Nüwa returned straight to Mount Buzhou, her lovely face dark with anger.
After this encounter, her desire to attain the Dao had not diminished in the slightest. Instead, it had grown several times stronger. Yet the more she thought about it, the more agitated she became.
Unless she agreed to Daochen's embarrassing condition, the attitude he had shown this time made it clear that he would never give her the Xiantian Gourd Vine, the breath soil, or the Heaven-Earth Cauldron.
"Little sister, did your travels through the Primordial World yield any..."
The moment she entered the cultivation grounds, Fuxi's voice rang out. But when he saw Nüwa's dark expression, he tactfully swallowed the rest of his sentence, pretended he had not seen her, and lifted his foot to head straight back to his cave abode.
Past experience told him that, at a time like this, he would be better off staying out of sight.
Otherwise, all the painstaking work he had put into deducing