From this point on, the Blood Sea faction was forcibly split into two halves.
Nezha stopped the worried Lady Rashamon from rushing back immediately, saying, "The situation isn't clear yet. What if you go back only to lose your head for nothing?"
The lovestruck Lady Rashamon immediately accepted Nezha's concern and left her mother and sisters aside.
Nezha casually arranged for her to stay while he himself went to visit Lady Houtu.
At the Houtu Palace, Lady Houtu looked at Nezha with an awe-inspired gaze. To be looked at like this by Houtu was indeed unprecedented in the Primordial world.
Nezha clearly sensed Lady Houtu's gaze and tried hard to explain, "Goddess, I honestly didn't do much!"
Houtu nodded in agreement, "That's true. If you had gone a bit further, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
"Goddess, is there any chance that the Ancestor of Nether River always had a fondness for women's clothing?"
