As a Saint of the Heavenly Dao, she possessed boundless magic power and supreme divine abilities that let her regard all living beings as ants. Thus, apart from struggles over the Great Dao, nothing mattered more than saving face.
And now, Houtu's barbed remarks made Nuwa feel as though her pride had been viciously trampled.
Nuwa immediately withdrew her hand into her sleeve and clenched it into a fist. Forcing a smile, she said, "What are you saying, little sister? There is nothing I need your help with. As for Soaring Serpent entering the Witch Race's territory to abduct their young men, well... perhaps he grew tired of eating eggs and wanted a change of taste. Rest assured, little sister. When he returns, I will punish him severely and give you an explanation."
Having said that, Nuwa seemed to remember something. She lightly covered her lips with her palm and continued, "Oh, I almost forgot. You are no longer part of the Witch Race, little sister, so their affairs naturally have nothing to do with you. Any explanation I owe should therefore go directly to those Ancestral Witches. Yes, little sister, my apologies. I only just remembered that."
Crack! In the Earth Emperor Hall in the Netherworld, Houtu crushed the jade cup in her hand. With a smile that never reached her eyes, she said, "No matter. But, elder sister, so Soaring Serpent invaded the Witch Race to kill their young men for food? In that case, Hou Yi and Xingtian, as Great Shamans of the Witch Race, certainly will not stand idly by. The Heavenly Emperor, as their Witch Scribe, will not let this villain off either, and then there is the Witch Race itself. Elder sister, do you think Soaring Serpent will find himself unable to take a