"What?"
Tongtian panicked!
Have I been discovered?
Do they know I'm also a Transmigrator whose soul was reborn?
But why didn't Hongjun say anything before?
Countless possibilities flashed through Tongtian's mind in an instant.
Saint Nuwa, by contrast, looked relaxed and unruffled.
"I said, you're not Tongtian at all."
"You're the ruler of the Primordial World chosen by the Dao Ancestor!"
Tongtian froze, then gave a couple of awkward chuckles.
"The Dao Ancestor said that himself?"
Nuwa nodded, though she looked somewhat impatient.
"The Dao Ancestor merely said those things in passing."
"He also said, 'Tongtian, your strength of character and cultivation are exceptional. If we wish to turn the Primordial World's fortunes around now, we must look to you.'"
"The rest of us merely glean wisdom from others and do everything we can to protect the Primordial World."
"What did you think I meant?"
Only after Tongtian understood did he breathe a sigh of relief.
So Nuwa was simply displeased with the Dao Ancestor's premature praise of him, and it had nearly led to an embarrassing misunderstanding.
"No, no."
"I thought you were criticizing me for being too slow to act, Saint Nuwa."
Nuwa smiled softly, looking like a completely different person from her earlier, aloof self.
Over several Primordial Eras, scarcely anyone had ever earned her regard.
Even the Three Pure Ones had been nothing but a filthy lot in her eyes, engaging in sordid, foolish deeds.
Yet ever since the Investiture Calamity began, Tongtian's actions had surprised her time and again.
From the Investiture of the Gods until now, his conduct and progress in cultivation had completely overturned her understanding of him.
As if that were not enough, he now even had a way to break through to the Dao-Unification Realm. It was truly inconceivable.
"You jest,