The Golden Ao Island was empty, leaving only Lu Xiaoran, Yun Lige, and the other disciples cultivating together.
However, at this moment, a golden light quietly landed on Golden Ao Island.
The moment the other party appeared, Lu Xiaoran directly sensed her.
He immediately handed the cultivation to his avatar and teleported in front of the other party.
"What a rare guest! What a rare guest! Why does the dignified Saint Nuwa suddenly have the time to come to me?"
The person who had arrived was none other than the mother of the human race, Saint Nuwa!
Lu Xiaoran was still somewhat shocked to see Nuwa again.
It could not be helped. Perhaps because she had created the human race, her face was always filled with a special holy feeling in the eyes of humans.
This holy feeling caused him to start to fantasize about certain things.
