Chapter 3
"If that's the case, this Palace can use the Great Dao of Creation to infuse a Great Dao imprint into you—in theory, even splitting into billions wouldn't be difficult; at most, it would just require a period of rest."
Nuwa said, pondering.
"Then that makes things easy."
Li Mo's eyes lit up, a smile spreading across his face.
If it was like this, then the first step was accomplished!
"Sister, beyond the Primordial plane there are other planes—it's not only the Boundless Chaos."
Li Mo said in a deep voice.
"That's impossible. Over all these years, we great powers of the Primordial haven't failed to venture beyond the Primordial, yet in all the endless eons not a single plane has been found."
Nuwa said without the slightest hesitation.
"If the planes of the myriad heavens were that easy to reach, wouldn't everything be in chaos? This is perfectly normal."
Li Mo said with a smile.
"How can you be so sure?"
Nuwa said, suspicious.
"Because I myself come from beyond the Primordial."
Li Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and said, word by word.
Conceal it?
No need.
Even if he didn't say it, as the plan to support Nuwa in reaching the supreme unfolded bit by bit, Nuwa would discover it on her own—better to come clean.
Besides, the hundreds of millions of years of affection between him and Nuwa were no joke; Li Mo still had that much confidence. Lying flat was lying flat, but if he didn't trust Nuwa, how could he possibly have helped her?
"Beyond the Primordial?"
Nuwa's pupils contracted, her expression shifting slightly.
She stared sharply at Li Mo. Seeing Li Mo's solemn appearance, Nuwa's face kept changing. Finally, she took a deep breath and waved her hand, setting up layer upon layer of barriers once more.
"Are you mad? This is something you can just blurt out? Aren't you afraid I might develop some ideas about you? You unlucky child."
Nuwa shouted coquettishly.
"No, you're my sister. I trust you. Besides, Sister, if you wanted to harm me, just say the word—I wouldn't resist."
Li Mo said with a cheerful laugh.
"You silly child."
Nuwa tapped Li Mo's head, then broke into a smile. The beauty of that smile was such that even Li Mo, who had spent hundreds of millions of years by her side, felt a moment of absent-mindedness, feeling he might be heading to the orthopedics department.
After spending so long with Li Mo, how could Nuwa fail to discern whether what Li Mo said was true or false? Therefore, she harbored no doubts at all.
"You come from another plane... transmigration? In other words, the Primordial really isn't the only one. No wonder, no wonder Master once told us to be vigilant. It seems only those who have reached the Hunyuan Realm can know of these things..."
Her gaze grew distant. Nuwa murmured, her eyes gradually clearing. Taking another deep breath, she no longer thought Li Mo was speaking childish fantasies, and her expression became solemn: "Go on."
End of Chapter
