Chapter 2970: Yan and Huang Ignored Jiufeng

"What did you say?"

"Sorry, I spoke out of turn; no matter what, we will definitely stay here."

Jiufeng truly didn't understand why they were going to seek out the Holy Woman Nüwa—if they were going to seek Nüwa, then all that Luo Fu had done before must have been in vain.

But Yan and Huang both knew in their hearts, so he could only watch silently.

"Brother Xingtian, what do you think of this matter?"

"I don't truly want to do this, but they still think this way—can we really just drag this out indefinitely?"

"True."

No matter how these people felt inside, they naturally harbored resentment.

As long as there was resentment, matters concerning the human race became much easier to handle—but what exactly was this resentment, and how could they possibly truly control it here?

The human race's power was formidable, but sometimes they still caused great difficulty.

Everyone had seen the Holy Woman Nüwa's strength—they knew well that at present, Nüwa had no need to act this way, nor could she possibly aid the human race.

Jiufeng could see clearly, and the others of the Wu clan could see even more clearly.

But Yan and Huang were too deep in the matter; they still hoped Nüwa would lend them a hand, for Yan and Huang and their descendants recognized only Nüwa.

"It seems their hopes will be dashed."

"Regardless, the appearance of the Ancestral Sword of Massacre has harmed the human race—Nüwa cannot ignore it."

"But…"

"Don't overthink it—you've already tried to persuade him, he's decided what he wants to do; after Luo Fu hears of it, he won't blame us—we just need to guard this place."

"Understood!"

Even if Yan and Huang act this way, when will this matter ever be resolved?

In contrast, they naturally didn't need to think this way, but change was still possible—at least for now, the tasks he needed to arrange were more numerous than others'.

How powerful were the Twelve Ancestral Wus? Did they now know more than anyone else?

And what of the demon race?

The demon race hadn't done this at all—or had they become too preoccupied to care?

Chi Tie and Qin Yuan were both trying to approach Spirit Serpent Island; they had no unity at all, most had scattered their focus, and could never fight together.

Especially as more and more sought the Chaos Gourd, and the demon race's Chaos Eight Trigrams Tower was also something they wanted to seize—how absurd.

The Chaos Eight Trigrams Tower was something they sought, for it held more than what was currently visible.

Kong Xuan and Xuan Du could also see this clearly.

But the phoenix flower Kong Xuan needed couldn't be obtained overnight—it required constant, meticulous care from Ancestor Hongjun's Purple Cloud Palace to be harvested.

Yaochi refused to surrender it precisely because of this.

Even Taishang Laojun could see it, yet they had no choice but to agree to Kong Xuan.

Master Yuanshi couldn't speak to persuade, but Taishang Laojun could.

"Yaochi, you must know what's urgent and what's not!"

"I know."

Yaochi didn't deny it, but she also knew that all this was deeply tied to her—she had no choice but to handle it properly.

"You naturally know—then why haven't you settled it all? You've always been meticulous."