This was Hong Ze's first time visiting Wa Huang Palace, and the scenery here was utterly different from that of Biyou Palace.
Biyou Palace, to put it plainly, was just a large cave. The entire cave was quite spacious, and spiritual roots and immortal herbs grew along its stone walls.
Other than that, there was nothing particularly special about it. Its most remarkable feature was probably that a Saint lived inside.
But Nüwa Niangniang's Wa Huang Palace was different. It could absolutely be described as resplendent and magnificent.
The great hall was carved with dragons and phoenixes, no different from an ancient imperial palace.
Hong Ze could not help saying to Tongtian, "Master, look at the Holy Mother's Wa Huang Palace. This is what a Saint's dojo ought to look like.
"How about this? Once we return to Golden Turtle Island, your disciple will demolish your Biyou Palace, and we can build a palace too. What do you think?"
Tongtian shot Hong Ze a fierce glare. Rather than responding to him, he spoke to Nüwa Niangniang, who sat in the seat of honor.
"Junior Sister Nüwa, now that we have finished the tea, should we discuss proper business?"
Nüwa Niangniang set down her teacup and spoke directly to Master Tongtian.
"Senior Brother Tongtian, do you still remember that when my elder brother Fuxi perished during The Great Lich Tribulation, you and several other Saints once blocked the gates of my Wa Huang Palace?"
When Nüwa Niangniang brought up the old matter, a trace of embarrassment inevitably appeared on Master Tongtian's face.
Left with no choice, he said, "Of course I have not forgotten. But Fuxi was caught within the tribulation. My two senior brothers, the Two Sages of the West, and I had no choice but to act as we