In Wa Huang Palace, Saint Nuwa reclined on a couch, propping her chin on her left hand while tossing a Five-Colored Divine Stone with her right. Each time it fell, she caught it again.
A faint smile played on her lips, and now and then she glanced down.
In the middle of the hall below, Liu Mang lay bruised and swollen on the floor. He wore a dazed grin, and his body kept twitching against his will.
Heh, my physical strength actually reached the Quasi-Saint level. Hah—getting hit with the Creation Whip really hurts. Worse than a kick in the balls!
Why is my dear mother into this sort of thing? I'm afraid she'll suddenly say, "Call me Your Majesty."
Hearing Liu Mang's thoughts, Saint Nuwa's hand shook. The Five-Colored Divine Stone nearly hit the floor.
Whoa, I almost lost my Monkey Brother!
Saint Nuwa froze. Then she and the Matchmaker exchanged a glance and looked at the Five-Colored Divine Stone together.
She had never given the stone much thought. She had assumed it was left over from Mending the Heavens and brought it back on a whim. Now, she wondered if there was more to it.
At their level of cultivation, every action followed the Great Dao. How could an extra stone have appeared for no reason?
"That boy has been going on about his Monkey Brother for ages. Could the Monkey Brother he keeps mentioning have something to do with this stone?"
Saint Nuwa gripped the Five-Colored Divine Stone and closed her eyes to divine its future. When she opened them a moment later, puzzlement showed in her gaze.
She could divine where the stone would go, but Calamity Qi was spreading through Hong Huang, tangling cause and effect. She could not see the details clearly. To keep