Hongjun's eyes lit up when he heard Xu Tong admit it so readily.
"Oh? Then may I ask what Nuwa wanted when she came here, Daoist Companion?"
By now, a dangerous gleam had appeared in Hongjun's eyes.
Clearly, if Xu Tong gave a single wrong answer, he was ready to strike.
Xu Tong merely smiled.
"You're worrying too much, Dao Ancestor. What business could Empress Nuwa possibly have here?"
"Her Majesty once obtained pills from me that could heal a person's true spirit. I heard you were pressing her hard, Dao Ancestor, so she came to ask for more. But I really had none left, so she had no choice but to leave."
Xu Tong spoke as though it were nothing.
Naturally, Xu Tong could not be foolish enough to say outright that Nuwa was right here. If Hongjun caught him red-handed, there was no telling what he would do.
After turning it over in his mind, Xu Tong had come up with a suitable explanation: he had given Nuwa pills last time.
And it seemed perfectly reasonable for Nuwa to come here to save her elder brother.
But Hongjun was clearly dissatisfied with Xu Tong's answer.
"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you had better not deceive me."
There was already a hint of menace in Hongjun's words.
Xu Tong smiled without committing himself.
"That's going a little too far, Dao Ancestor. I've been cultivating in seclusion here all this time, with hardly any contact with others."
"Aren't you falsely accusing me by saying that?"
Xu Tong spoke with an unruffled expression.
As soon as his words fell, Hongjun's aura erupted with a boom, enveloping Xu Tong's entire Dao Field.
Where he sat, Xu Tong felt a strand of divine sense sweep swiftly over him.
He did not need to guess to