A streak of rainbow light flew toward Nuwa's cave abode from afar, accompanied by a ringing shout.
"Little sister!"
Above the cave abode, Nuwa and Ling Feng both turned toward the rainbow light.
Recognizing the figure, Nuwa called out, "Brother?"
Fuxi arrived beside Nuwa and smiled. "Little sister, I assume you've heard about Saint Hongjun?"
"Yes."
Nuwa nodded, and Fuxi continued, "Hongjun is going to teach the Dao. I intend to attend. Would you like to come with me?"
This time, Fuxi had come personally to invite Nuwa to Zixiao Palace.
The siblings shared a deep bond and naturally never forgot each other when something arose. Besides, they were both Daluo Golden Immortals, so they could look out for each other on the journey to Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun teaching the Dao-this is one massive conspiracy. Still, a Saint's teachings would benefit me too, so I might as well go. That old man Hongjun can't scheme against me anyway.
Ling Feng remained silent beside them, but every word of his inner voice reached Nuwa's ears.
Hongjun teaching the Dao is a massive conspiracy?
Nuwa's delicate brows drew together as she silently grew wary. This fellow only ever tells half the story. He's driving me mad!
"Little sister, what's wrong?"
When Nuwa failed to respond for some time, Fuxi could not help asking.
Nuwa came back to herself and shook her head. "Nothing."
Fuxi did not suspect much and asked again, "Then would you like to come to Zixiao Palace with me?"
Nuwa still hesitated, her phoenix eyes instinctively turning toward Ling Feng.
Why's this chick looking at me? Still, without Nuwa leading the way, I can't get to Zixiao Palace or hear Hongjun teach the Dao. I'll have to persuade her to go.
Without the strength of a Daluo Golden Immortal,