"Have you heard? A divine man appeared among the East Sea Human Race. His mother dreamed of a divine dragon before she had him."
"That's news from decades ago. He's now called Shen Nong among the East Sea Human Race. They say the herbs he finds can cure sick people."
"What's so special about curing illnesses? Besides, wouldn't taking medicinal pills when you're sick be enough? Why eat grass?"
As his Spiritual Sense spread out, Liu Mang clearly heard the discussions among the Human Race of the ancestral land.
Wasn't this the Hong Huang version of "Why not eat meat porridge?"
Many people probably still didn't realize that not every place was like Shouyang Mountain, where there was a quasi-Saint pill cultivator like Xuan Du.
[Shen Nong? He should be the Earth Emperor, no doubt.]
[Next, someone will probably use my mother's name to destroy the relationship between the Human Race and the Dragon Race.]
[I seriously can't understand it. How could the dignified Saint Mother kill a girl over a name?]
[I've only had a few peaceful days, and now I have to run all over again.]
Hearing Liu Mang's inner thoughts, Nu Wa was utterly bewildered.
A girl? Why would I kill a Human Race girl, and over a name at that? What name could possibly be worth making a move over?
However, Liu Mang's thoughts did not explain things clearly, leaving Nu Wa feeling as if a cat were scratching at her heart.
Looks like I can only investigate this myself! I want to see who dares to commit evil under my name, Nu Wa thought.
If she found out who it was, she would definitely send that person into the eighteen levels of hell, leaving no chance even for reincarnation.
In a flash, Nu Wa appeared