Chapter 321 Caught Red-Handed
Chang Hao fought with increasing ease, and several times Nuwa almost couldn't resist unleashing the power of the Heavenly Dao, but she dared not.
If her master saw this, he would activate the Fallen Saint Pill, and she would immediately perish as a Fallen Saint.
Little did they know that Hongjun had already seen it all, but seeing that Chang Hao hadn't suffered any losses, he was happy for Nuwa to let Chang Hao practice.
No, the Fallen Saint Pill...
Nuwa knew how to persuade Yuanshi. She wasn't without leverage, after all. She just got a beating for nothing.
"Chang Hao, stop! I'm really going to get rough with this. I'm going to unleash the power of the Heavenly Dao..." Nuwa was furious. If she were to be defeated by Chang Hao, where would she put her dignity as a saint?
"Go ahead and be impolite. It's an honor to be injured by you." Chang Hao made a sword gesture, reducing the range of the myriad swords. Nuwa's red ribbon was even more difficult to penetrate the sword formation, let alone injure Chang Hao.
"Alright, alright, I admit defeat, let's stop together." Nuwa said, throwing down the red ribbon first. Her hair was disheveled, and her body was covered with cuts from Cangmin's sword. The pain was so intense that Nuwa almost couldn't control her expression.
All's fair in war, so Chang Hao sheathed his sword and returned to defense, just in case Nuwa suddenly attacked. "Your Majesty Nuwa, you flatter me."
In short, the conflict within Taiwei Palace was transformed into a friendly competition between powerful individuals eager to test their skills.
"I dare not accept such praise. Your Majesty is truly a hidden master." Nuwa twitched her lips and had no choice but to admit that they were simply sparring.
Chang Hao had no choice but to learn beating techniques from Yuanshi Tianzun; it was such a waste.
If you told Nuwa that Chang Hao was at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, she would never believe it, even if she died.
"I dare not accept Your Majesty's praise," Chang Hao said, bowing. He took whatever Nuwa said as a compliment. "Please take care, Your Majesty. If you wish to spar again in the future, please send me a challenge. I will be ready to oblige at any time." His every move exuded the air of an emperor.
This is a top-tier powerhouse in the primordial world, whose unparalleled elegance and captivating presence dazzle all who behold them.
After this battle, Chang Hao gained a large number of fervent supporters, especially young immortals.
The veteran Quasi-Saints' expressions changed drastically, and they became even more obedient afterward. The Heavenly Emperor dared to fight even the Sacred Nuwa without being at a disadvantage, and he didn't even need to blink when slaughtering them.
"Hmph." Nuwa turned and left, truly arriving with high spirits only to leave disappointed.
Nuwa, having pent up her anger with nowhere to vent it, went directly to the Fire Cloud Cave to seek revenge on Fuxi.
The Fire Cloud Cave was bustling with activity. Fuxi was already numb, his eyes fixed on Shennong and Xuanyuan fighting once again, but in reality, his mind was elsewhere.
Sister, why aren't you here yet? Don't you really care whether your brother lives or dies?
Without Nuwa sending him innate spiritual treasures, Fuxi wouldn't have been able to sever his three corpses. Without severing his three corpses, he wouldn't have been able to have the three corpses take his place in guarding the Fire Cloud Cave, which would have driven him crazy.
It's so annoying, there's so much noise in my ears, when will it ever end?
Fuxi tried to tie the two of them to a corner of the Fire Cloud Cave, but since their cultivation levels were roughly equal, Fuxi was only able to temporarily restrain them by relying on his past experience and Shennong's weakness.
But Fuxi couldn't keep the two of them bound forever. When the spell was broken, Shennong and Xuanyuan quarreled even more fiercely...
"Xuanyuan, I will never forgive you!" Shennong threw another punch at Xuanyuan, even though he was almost beaten to a pulp by Xuanyuan every time, he still persisted.
Here we go again… Fuxi rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
Shennong wasn't stupid.
Shennong discovered that each time his soul dispersed and was restored, the connection with the purple energy within his body became increasingly close, and his cultivation level even improved. He was unwilling to give up this opportunity.
Xuanyuan was also annoyed by Shennong, but he still had to fight him, even though Shennong was the immoral and in the wrong. He couldn't just stand there and take the beating; that wasn't Xuanyuan's nature.
As Shennong remained under Xuanyuan's command for longer and longer, Xuanyuan noticed something was wrong with Shennong and became unwilling to be a free tool.
Xuanyuan gritted his teeth, drew out the Seven Star Moon-Binding Whip, and bound Shennong tightly.
The Jingwei bird let out a cry and swooped down, trying to scratch the Seven Star Moon-Holding Whip with its sharp beak and claws. Unfortunately, the Seven Star Moon-Holding Whip was Nuwa's magical treasure, and it was not so easy to break free from it.
"Shennong, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tie you down, but your nonsense should come to an end." Xuanyuan pressed on Shennong's shoulder, his patience completely exhausted. Shennong had long since wiped away any concessions he might have made under the circumstances.
“Swear an oath that you will never again resort to physical violence or verbal attacks against me, and I will release you. Otherwise, you will be bound forever.”
Fuxi looked over and his eyelids twitched when he saw the Seven Star Moon-Catching Whip, which looked extremely familiar. His throat was dry as he asked, "Xuanyuan, where did you get this whip?"
"I must thank the Emperor for his secret assistance in bestowing upon me the divine whip; otherwise, defeating Chi You would not have been so easy," Xuanyuan said, his face full of gratitude.
Shennong was puzzled. Could the Emperor really bestow a divine whip? The Emperor only had a fifty-stringed zither by his side; he didn't have any weapons at all.
Fuxi was shocked and was about to tell Xuanyuan to stop talking nonsense when Nuwa kicked the door open with an unfriendly expression and sneered, "I was wondering why we couldn't find the Seven Star Moon-Containing Whip. So it was my brother who did this."
Xuanyuan immediately fell silent. A human body with a snake tail, could it be the goddess Nuwa?
If she really is Nuwa, then there's something wrong with what she's saying.
Fuxi quickly explained, "Sister, you've misunderstood. I never did such a thing."
Although Nuwa generously shared the spiritual treasure with him, how much supernatural power must he possess to bestow it upon Xuanyuan from afar, given that Nuwa kept the spiritual treasure on her person?
Unfortunately, when someone is determined to find fault, they will always find a pretext. Moreover, with the evidence caught red-handed, any attempt by Fuxi to defend himself would seem futile.
Moreover, Fuxi once cruelly left her alone in the prehistoric world for the sake of the demon race and the demon emperor. This thorn is still firmly stuck in Nuwa's heart and cannot be removed.
"Brother, you have truly broken your sister's heart. You once abandoned me for the sake of the demon race..." Nuwa brought up old grievances.
“Sister, I was wrong. I apologize to you. Please forgive me. From now on, I will only side with you.” Fuxi hurriedly apologized, feeling guilty about the matter for the rest of his life.
"You make it sound so nice, but now, for the sake of humanity, you've gone so far as to use Yuanshi Tianzun to come and cause trouble, destroy all my spiritual treasures, and then remotely manipulate them to bestow upon Xuanyuan!!!"
Nuwa pointed directly at Xuanyuan, her anger barely concealed.
"Sister, I didn't!!!" Fuxi felt wronged; how could he have done such a thing?
"No? Then what did you say to Yuanshi Tianzun? Do you know that he demolished my Nuwa Palace and took away my Red Embroidered Ball..." Nuwa's face was full of grief and indignation.
Why did Yuanshi have to seize the red embroidered ball of all things? If he weren't a traitor within the family, how would Yuanshi have known that the red embroidered ball was her favorite?
Wait, a red hydrangea?
Fuxi suddenly fell silent, a look of unease crossing his face. He seemed to have actually mentioned something about a red embroidered ball.
It was this instant change in expression that Nuwa seized upon. "It really is my brother! My red embroidered ball! Brother, you must help me get it back from Yuanshi Tianzun!"
Nuwa casually retrieved the Seven Star Moon-Reaping Whip and instructed the culprit, Fuxi, to find a way to remedy the situation.
Nuwa didn't know if Fuxi could help her get the red embroidered ball back, and she already had her own plan, but that didn't stop Nuwa from making things difficult for Fuxi.
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