Speculation ran rampant outside Primordial World Island.
Yet all was peaceful on Golden Ao Island.
Nuwa looked at Lu Feng beside her, utterly absorbed in munching fruit. She simply could not imagine how he had severed the Dao Ancestor's divine sense while chatting and laughing.
After all, that was the Dao Ancestor!
Even if it had only been a wisp of spiritual awareness, destroying it should have been beyond someone at Lu Feng's level.
Yet Lu Feng had actually done it!
And he had planned it all from the very beginning.
First four Saints, then the Dao Ancestor.
Just what was Lu Feng trying to do?
Nuwa's gaze paused.
Only after a long while did it settle on Lu Feng.
Someone who could plot against even Saints was bound to possess extraordinary schemes and accomplishments.
By now, Nuwa was genuinely worried that Lu Feng might one day send his disciples over to wipe out her Wa Huang Heaven.
After all, the current Lu Feng really did seem capable of it.
Lu Feng noticed Nuwa's burning gaze as well.
The woman had been staring at him for quite some time, after all.
When Nuwa cast another glance his way, Lu Feng finally tossed away the fruit pit in his hand.
"You really don't have to keep looking at me like that."
"There's honestly nothing about you that could tempt me."
Caught off guard by Lu Feng's words, Nuwa did not quite register them.
"What?"
Lu Feng looked her up and down.
"You're older than me."
"You're less talented than me."
"And you couldn't even fit a steamed bun down the front."
"What exactly would I want from you?"
Once Nuwa understood what he meant, fury surged straight to her head!
This little brat!
How dare he say that about me!
Nuwa