In the empty and echoing Nuwa Palace, the candlelight flickered, casting Nuwa's radiant beauty, as alluring as peach blossoms, in a slightly blurred glow, like a scene that could topple cities and nations.
Li Qingming hopped off his chair and from a distance, bowed deeply to Nuwa saying, "Disciple Qingmingzi, greeting Master Aunt Nuwa!"
Nuwa, her face expressionless, passed by Li Qingming, her fluttering thin veil carrying a hint of a tantalizing fragrance.
Li Qingming scratched his head awkwardly and turned to follow her.
Sitting on the main seat, Nuwa observed Li Qingming with a cold gaze and said, "What brings Fellow Daoist Qingming here today?"
Chen Yuyang let out a light chuckle and said, "Only two hundred years remain of the five-hundred-year period, and the ones destined to break the ordeal have all been found. When the Path to Heaven opens, there will be much to weigh and consider!"
