She enjoyed being with Nuwa and was reluctant to part with her, even though it was their first time meeting.

"cannot."

As Nuwa spoke, she released Jun Feijue, took Jiuli's hand, and stood beside him. "Girl, I am very happy to see you. Now that I have met Jiuli again, I have no regrets."

“Master…Ali…”

Meanwhile, the simple-minded boy standing to the side, with tears welling up in his eyes, said, "What about me? You've all left, I..."

"You naturally have a new mission."

Nuwa held Hanhan in her arms and looked at it tenderly, saying, "I know what you're thinking. Although you're reluctant to part with us, you're even more reluctant to part with your current master, aren't you?"

"Um…"

Hanhan glanced at Jun Feijue. It was born because of her, so naturally it liked its current owner even more.

However, it was equally reluctant to part with Nuwa and Jiuli, with whom it had spent many years together.

Is there no way to have the best of both worlds?

“Child, I know what you’re thinking, but every era has its own generation.”

Nuwa smiled and shook her head, saying, "From now on, this world belongs to you. We belong to the past, so let it be the past. There is no place for us in this world anymore."

Upon hearing this, Jun Feijue fell silent.

She now knows that the existence of gods requires the power of faith.

As Nuwa said, she is already a thing of the past, and with the break in the mythology, nowadays, apart from the gods, very few people remember her.

If a deity cannot be remembered, it will gradually disappear.

Even if they deliberately promote it, it's useless if it's not a genuine belief.

Although it can draw upon the power of other faiths, the effect is greatly reduced, and it is simply not enough for itself. Therefore, it can only remain dormant under normal circumstances.

Sleeping...

Whether for humans or gods, there is no meaning in living in that way.

"I am so glad to meet Ali today, child. I am so grateful to you."

After saying that, Nuwa turned to look at Jiuli, and then, to the astonishment of Jun Feijue and Hanhan, she hugged Jiuli's neck and kissed him.

"Oh…"

Upon seeing this, Hanhan covered his face in embarrassment, but still peeked through his little paws.

Jun Feijue was also somewhat surprised.

Although at first I thought the way the spirit addressed Nuwa was a bit unusual, I didn’t think much of it and assumed that they were just master and servant with a deep bond.

But unexpectedly, the relationship turned out to be like this.

But soon, Jun Feijue discovered that not only were they shocked, but even Jiuli himself had obviously not expected things to unfold this way.

He froze, but perhaps it was instinct, he quickly recovered and took the initiative to hug Nuwa tightly.

Although he was just watching from the sidelines, Jun Feijue could deeply feel the intense love between them.

Their movements were passionate, as if they wanted to embed each other into their souls.

Although he was bombarded with displays of affection, Jun Feijue remained silent, simply standing quietly to the side and watching.

As she watched, some vague, familiar images surfaced in her mind. Thinking of the two people in front of her who were about to perish, tears involuntarily streamed down her face.