Looking at Nuwa, who was filled with eager anticipation, Fuguang paused in mild contemplation before turning his gaze toward the Four Seas and the Eight Wastes, which now appeared even more desolate and devoid of human presence.
He spoke up:
"Stillness naturally gives rise to movement."
"Leave the Heavenly Court now, travel alone through the Four Seas and the Eight Wastes, and you will surely reap a magnificent harvest!"
"Of course."
"At present, the Wu clan is suppressing the various races across the Four Seas and the Eight Wastes in an overbearing and tyrannical manner. Roaming those lands will inevitably entail some danger."
"Whether you go or not is entirely up to you."
Hearing Fuguang's words, Nuwa's pretty eyes lit up. A natural urge to wander through the Four Seas and the Eight Wastes welled up inside her, and this impulse grew stronger by the moment.
Chapter 220