Chapter 2477: Nüwa

Fuxi did offer some advice, but now such advice is useless—if he wants to do it, he will do it; if he can't, there's no point discussing it further.

They believed that as long as they took the Fuxi Bagua, the Shanhe Sheji Map, and the Fuxi Qin, they would have a way to deal with the Witch Clan—and even escape unscathed.

This was the true source of Fuxi and Nüwa's confidence!

But they never imagined their confidence had been calculated into Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun's schemes.

"Fine, then I'll go with you on this journey!"

"Thank you, big brother."

Fuxi of course would not accept Nüwa's bow—she was now a Saint; if a Saint bowed so deeply, it might drain her lifespan, so Fuxi merely bowed slightly in return.

Feilian saw this scene and knew they would likely succeed this time.

"We can complete the mission," Feilian said with a sigh of relief.

"Is it really that simple?"

"Is this simple? If we truly had the power, we would have helped him long ago—but now we don't. You must find a way to help Nüwa."

Jimen was puzzled, but Feilian's words made sense, so for the sake of the Demon Clan, both of them had to weigh their options carefully.

The Demon Clan truly made a mistake!

The mistake began with the Sacrificial Sword Against Witches—everything else is even less defensible; the very existence of that sword proves their actions have always been wrong.

The Demon Emperor doesn't seek to correct the error—he wants to amplify it, which is even more absurd.

"You really think so?"

"Yes, that's exactly what we think. But we can still save the Demon Clan—you should understand this too."

"Good!"

The Ten Demon Sages never considered defecting—unlike Kunpeng, they had no base of power; if they defected, Kunpeng at least knew how to act.

Kunpeng and Yunzhongzi had indeed prepared themselves, but Hongmeng Ziqi had always been indifferent.

Yunzhongzi's power wasn't particularly strong, and neither Jiuyou Mountain nor Zhenyao Mountain were places one could enter easily.

"Then where should we look?"

"Taishang Laojun!"

Kunpeng knew Yunzhongzi's thought—if they truly sought Luo Fu, they wouldn't go looking; perhaps Ancestor Minghe was an option, but Taishang Laojun…

"Are you close to Taishang Laojun?" Yunzhongzi asked, glancing at Kunpeng with doubt.

Kunpeng shook his head. "How can you know a wall won't break unless you smash into it?"

Yunzhongzi: …

If Zhao Gongming were here, he'd agree with Kunpeng—but Zhao Gongming now follows Daoist Randeng and can't easily speak to them about this.

Yet to find Ancestor Minghe, they'd need the right moment.

Would Ancestor Minghe even be here? They truly didn't know.

"Let's see."

"If we can't find Taishang Laojun, finding Ancestor Minghe is just as good."

"Then that's settled."

Kunpeng carefully investigated and realized the surrounding area had changed in many subtle ways—but upon closer inspection, the changes were minor and could all be accounted for.

Yes, their presence had indeed caused some differences nearby—but not many.

At least Kunpeng now knew how to find Ancestor Minghe: follow this path, and Ancestor Minghe's location would reveal itself.