Ji Changsheng knew his limitations; he lacked the eloquence and influence to convince the Cultivation Path Ancestor and the Three Purities to bury the hatchet with just a smile.
It was merely a matter of neither side being able to kill the other or that the price of doing so was too great.
Both the Cultivation Path Ancestor and the Three Purities were now focused on building high walls, accumulating provisions, and delaying their claim to the throne.
Who would win and who would lose was not yet clear, as the end was not yet in sight.
Of course, Ji Changsheng would not place his bets rashly.
But he needed to know Empress Nuwa's stance.
After all, he was now closer to Empress Nuwa.
"Mom, whoever you support, I will help," he said.
Empress Nuwa once again smiled and tenderly stroked young Changsheng's head.
