Li Ping'an stood with his hands behind his back on the clouds, slightly lost in thought as he gazed at the endless waves below.
His mind still lingered on the recent conversation with the Holy Mother Nuwa.
Nuwa's attitude towards a certain matter left him somewhat puzzled.
"I understand all things here, as you wish, but... has the world truly lasted not even hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands of years?"
"It's not gone," Li Ping'an replied, "this is calculated based on the worst-case scenario."
Nuwa nodded slightly, sighing softly: "I never imagined before, that becoming a Saint could turn into a bad thing, with so many schemes behind it, and the Transcender has actually been competing with the Three Pure Ones all along."
"Now that Holy Mother has just returned, I won't disturb you any further, you should rest, and I still have to visit the Azure Wander Palace."
"Go on," Nuwa smiled, "you've worked hard managing all the affairs."
