The Wa Emperor Palace.
"This fellow really is a cultivation maniac..."
Looking at Ling Feng, who was still cultivating inside the palace, Nuwa muttered under her breath, but her face was full of smiles, and her eyes shone with approval.
Clearly, Nuwa was pleased and gratified to see Ling Feng cultivating so diligently.
"Master."
Sensing Nuwa's arrival, Ling Feng withdrew from his cultivation and greeted her with practiced ease.
"Mm."
Nuwa immediately concealed her smile and assumed a master's dignified air. "Well? Have you made any progress over these past thousand years?"
Seeing Nuwa acting as though she were checking his homework, Ling Feng inwardly curled his lip and gave a perfunctory reply. "A little."
Just don't come bothering me...
Hearing Ling Feng's inward muttering, Nuwa fumed to herself. This rebellious disciple! Just when I was starting to think well of you, I went and ruined it again!
Looking at Ling Feng, Nuwa kept feeling that this fellow was begging for a beating.
Still, remembering how much Ling Feng had helped her, Nuwa did not hold it against him. Instead, she decided to find him something to do.
The more you want to cultivate, the more I'll interrupt you!
A mischievous smile crept onto Nuwa's face. Then she circled Ling Feng and asked, "Do you know what your master has been doing outside all these years?"
Ling Feng was puzzled, unsure why Nuwa had suddenly asked him that. But he did not dwell on it. He shook his head and muttered inwardly, What's this silly woman up to now?
Nuwa's fair hand suddenly clenched into a fist, but her face betrayed nothing. Instead, she stood before Ling Feng with a broad smile.
"Nothing much, really. I simply saw that the Human Race was living in great hardship and lacked guidance,