Inside Wa Huang Palace, Nuwa gazed at the Qiankun Cauldron before her.
Within the Qiankun Cauldron, Fuxi's true spirit still lay asleep, looking so insubstantial.
"If I hadn't visited Fellow Daoist Tongtian earlier, I would probably have already taken my elder brother's true spirit to the Six Paths to be reborn."
"But now that I know the Human Emperor is nothing more than a puppet, should I still let my brother reincarnate?"
Nuwa was torn.
Truth be told, she no longer knew quite what to do with Fuxi.
Had the witch-demon tribulation not ended, she could have gone to Xu Tong again to ask for a pill to reconstruct Fuxi's body.
Even paying a price would have been worthwhile.
But now the witch-demon tribulation had ended, and Hongjun had repeatedly decreed that the Witch Clan and Demon Tribe could no longer appear in the Primordial World.
Her elder brother was one of the Demon Tribe's Demon Emperors.
If he simply returned to life, Dao Ancestor Hongjun would certainly not agree.
After all, the agreement was that neither the Witch Clan nor the Demon Tribe would appear in the world again. Yet just because their side had a Sage, they would bring back an ancient Demon Emperor? Who could tolerate that?
It might even spark another war between the Witch Clan and Demon Tribe.
Besides, Hongjun had finally managed to put everything back on track. How could he possibly allow events to take another turn?
Thus, Nuwa knew that resurrecting Fuxi outright was not an option.
But if he entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation without inheriting the Human Emperor Position, his intelligence would be erased as he passed through them. If he fell into reincarnation forever, that would be even more troublesome.
These innate demon gods might all have been