Although Houtu was a primordial unity great immortal, rather than a Saint who had entrusted her Primordial Spirit to the Heavenly Dao, her power and influence far exceeded Nuwa's-as long as the Heavenly Dao did not target her.
The Underworld.
The Witch Race.
Half the Heavenly Court.
And many of the races dwelling upon the earth that had once pledged allegiance to the Witch Race.
Together, these gave Houtu countless subordinates. If she wanted to publicize something in the Primordial World, it could reach every corner of the world by the following day.
Soon, the next day arrived in the Human Race's Chen Capital.
"Haah~" Gungun, who was possessing Shennong's body, got out of bed with a yawn. Through some vague sense, he felt that the protagonist's providence gathering within this body had grown a little stronger.
Excellent. A little more effort, and I'll soon be finished and able to return to the Heavenly Court.
"Have you heard? His Majesty Fuxi actually married Lady Nuwa, not Chief Feng Lan." Nearby, two attendants whispered together.
Although their voices were quiet, Gungun, as the great Heavenly Emperor, immediately heard what one of them had just said.
What? Fuxi married Nuwa instead of Feng Lan? Is that really true?
"Huh? Surely not? We saw Chief Feng Lan enter the wedding carriage with our own eyes yesterday," the other attendant said incredulously.
Hearing this, Gungun nodded. Exactly. I saw her too.
Even though Bai Ze and Soaring Serpent were pulling the carriage, there's absolutely no way I mistook her. No illusion clouded my eyes. The person who entered that wedding carriage was Feng Lan!
"Ah, that was just a trick to deceive the world. My eldest brother's sister-in-law has a senior fellow disciple who's a general in the Nine Li Tribe. He said it