Hou Tu suddenly stood up, startling everyone present.

"Little sister, don't talk nonsense, come back quickly!"

Di Jiang shouted loudly.

Nowadays, Nuwa is definitely a dynamite barrel. If she makes a mistake, she will take action immediately.

And Houtu is now the hope of his witch clan.

If Hou Tu is killed, the Wu clan will be completely doomed.

Therefore, even if Di Jiang kills all the other ancestral witches, he will never let Hou Tu have any trouble.

It's a pity that Hou Tu also has a stubborn temper and will not change his determination easily.

Now that she has chosen to stand up, she will no longer listen to Di Jiang's words and go back obediently.

Besides, after saying that, even if Hou Tu wanted to pretend that nothing happened, Nuwa would not be able to agree to it.

Nuwa put down what she was doing.

However, the calamity clouds in the sky did not dissipate.

"Houtu, are you telling the truth?"

Seeing that Nuwa had calmed down a little, Houtu nodded seriously.

"I know someone, maybe he has a way to save Fuxi."

Hearing this, Nuwa snorted coldly.

"Hmph! Houtu, do you know what you are talking about? Do you know who I am? Even I dare not say that I can save him."

Nuwa herself is a saint, and she is also proficient in the way of creation.

However, due to the witchcraft, Fuxi's soul has been destroyed, leaving only a ray of true spirit.

It is so difficult to save him.

It takes a very powerful treasure that nourishes the true spirit to be able to revive him.

There is an essential difference between nourishing the true spirit instead of nourishing the soul.

True spirit is the origin of all living things.

Only with the true spirit can the soul be born.

It can be said that this true spirit is the foundation of a living being.

The treasure that can nourish the true spirit is an incredible thing in itself.

This kind of treasure is extremely rare in ancient times and almost impossible to find.

Fuxi's true spirit has begun to disintegrate, and he can only hold on for a short period of time, even if Nuwa takes action.

So even Nuwa thought Fuxi was hopeless.

As for Daozu, now that he has aligned with the way of heaven, even if Nuwa wants to find him, he may not be able to meet him.

It is precisely because of this that Nuwa is so angry.

The Wu Clan completely killed his brother without even leaving a chance for reincarnation. He was so vicious and did not take a saint like himself seriously.

However, Hou Tu still looked serious.

"Sage Nuwa, Houtu dare not lie. I do know this person. I can guarantee it with my own life. If Fuxi cannot be saved, I am willing to use my life to make amends to Fuxi."

After hearing Hou Tu's words, Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches couldn't sit still.

"No, little sister! Even if we all die, we can't let anything happen to you!"

"That's right, you are the hope of my Witch Clan!"

All the ancestral witches became excited.

However, Hou Tu shook his head.

"Brothers, there is no need to say any more, I have already made up my mind."

Seeing everyone's sensational expressions, Nuwa's tone was cold.

"You pay with your life? Huh, my brother is dead. If he can't be saved, I want your entire witch clan to pay for my brother's life, which naturally includes your twelve witch clans."

Nuwa felt that Hou Tu was trying to make a big deal out of a trivial matter.

"Empress Nuwa, to tell you the truth, now I have realized my own path to becoming a saint. If you give me enough time, I can become a saint."

As he spoke, Hou Tu revealed a trace of the holy power that was not yet pure.

Feeling this holy power, Nuwa's face changed.

She knew Hou Tu was not lying.

Seeing that Nuwa didn't speak, Houtu continued.

"So Saint Nuwa, I beg you to give me a chance. If you can't save Fuxi, I am willing to sacrifice my life to save Fuxi's life. What do you think?"

Seeing Hou Tu being so certain, Nu Wa finally believed it.

After all, the other person is about to become a saint, so he shouldn't take his own life as a joke.

"Okay, in that case, then tell me who can save my brother. I will go find him personally."

Hou Tu shook his head.

"My dear, this man is an expert hermit. I can only take you there in person. I cannot tell you his name. Please forgive me."

Nuwa frowned, but after thinking about it, for the sake of her brother, she did not refute.

Besides, he is a saint, immortal, and will not be afraid of any traps.

"Okay, then I will lead the way as you said."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Hou Tu bowed and thanked him, then turned around and walked in front of Di Jiang, quickly stuffing something into Di Jiang's arms.

Then he turned around and flew in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

Seeing this, Nuwa waved away the thundercloud and turned into a streak of light and chased after him.

Everyone in the Wu clan looked at the restored sky and felt like they were surviving a disaster.

Gonggong sighed.

"I didn't expect that my little sister actually knew the master. It's really a great blessing for my Wu Clan. I just don't know when my little sister and the others will come back. Then I must ask who the master is. Maybe they can win over our Wu Clan.

If this is the case, you will no longer be afraid of the demon clan, the power of the saint is really terrifying."

"That's right. I just faced the thunder in Nuwa's hand, and I feel like I can't handle it."

Recalling the scene just now, the other ancestral witches nodded in agreement.

But no matter how the ancestral witches around them chattered.

As the leader of the ancestral witches, Di Jiang did not say a word during the whole process.

After a long while, Di Jiang slowly spoke.

"Go back to Pangu Hall, I have something to say."

Hearing Di Jiang's solemn tone, everyone was stunned, but did not refute.

They all followed Di Jiang back to Pangu Hall.

"Brother, if you can't talk about anything outside, why are you coming back?"

Zhu Rong was a little confused.

"Yes, brother, my little sister will be back soon. After such a big thing, I didn't expect that I could save the day. I must celebrate my little sister when I get back."

Gonggong also echoed.

"My little sister will not come back. I asked you to come in just to discuss who can be trained to be the next ancestral witch."

As soon as Di Jiang's words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet.

At this moment, Pangu Hall seemed to be able to hear a pin drop clearly, and the silence was terrifying.

After a while, everyone finally reacted.

"Brother, what are you talking about? My little sister just went to do some things, why can't she come back?"

"That's right! She is so sure that the master she knows can save Fuxi. This matter has been revealed, so don't talk nonsense!"

Everyone said excitedly.

But Di Jiang didn't say a word, he just took out the bottle Hou Tu gave him when he left.

Then Di Jiang slowly opened the jade bottle.

Inside the jade bottle, dozens of drops of Houtu's essence and blood lay quietly in the jade bottle.
Chapter completed!