Wa Huang Heaven.
Unlike the bustle and clamor of Golden Ao Island, and unlike the oppressive gloom of Zixiao Palace.
This place was peaceful and serene, wreathed in drifting immortal mist. Palaces and pavilions nestled among verdant mountains and clear waters, like a paradise beyond the mortal world.
As Nuwa's cultivation advanced, she became increasingly reclusive and rarely intervened in the Primordial World's disputes.
But today.
Within Wa Huang Palace.
Nuwa sat cross-legged upon the Cloud Bed, the aura of creation swirling around her as she contemplated a mysterious Great Dao.
Suddenly, she seemed to sense something and snapped her eyes open.
A flicker of surprise crossed those eyes, clear as autumn waters.
"This aura..."
Nuwa's brows drew together slightly, then relaxed, a faint smile appearing at the corners of her lips.
"Why does that fellow have time to visit my Wa Huang Heaven?"
No sooner had she spoken.
A slight ripple passed through the restraining seal outside Wa Huang Heaven.
A languid voice followed, drifting into the palace.
"Is Junior Uncle Nuwa here? Gu Changqing... er... has come to trouble you."
Nuwa could not help chuckling at his words.
A dignified Hunyuan Limitless Daluo Golden Immortal, whose name as the Wine Sword Immortal resounded throughout the Primordial World, actually spoke of "troubling" her. How amusing.
She waved her hand lightly.
Rumble...
The doors of Wa Huang Palace opened soundlessly.
A streak of light descended into the palace from beyond the heavens, becoming a swaying figure who looked ready to topple over at any moment.
It was none other than Gu Changqing.
"Er... it's been a long time, Junior Uncle Nuwa."
"Junior Uncle Nuwa... your beauty still eclipses past and present, and your grace remains unmatched."
Gu Changqing smiled and cupped his hands. Without waiting for Nuwa's pleasantries, he sat