Li Nianfan gasped and felt thunderstruck.
'This…
'What the heck happened when you went out? How did you end up carrying Goddess Nuwa back home?'
"Brother. Sister Goddess Nuwa seems to be dying." Nanan snapped Li Nianfan out of it.
"Quick, let me take a look."
Li Nianfan stopped being shocked. He instantly checked her pulse.
At that moment, he did not worry about the fact that he was checking the pulse of a Saint. He tried to refrain from doing so.
Truthfully, the Saints he most respected were Goddess Nuwa and Empress Houtu. Goddess Nuwa fixed the sky and made men from clay. She was the mother of all mankind. It was without a doubt. He had to pay his respects.
Empress Houtu sacrificed herself by turning into Reincarnation. She created a home for the dead. She was also incredible.