A Promise
None of the other demons knew that Emodao was just like this from time to time. He must have been a proud demon king to everyone else, but there were times that even he wished for good things. There were no miracles for him... only debts to be paid or settled at a later date. All this time, he had always regarded help from the immortals as investments of whatever they needed from him.
Nuwa never practiced altruism so why would the divine races do so?
Right now, he had spoken about this debt Nuwa owed him again. He had never brought it up for a very long time that only a few of his sentinels knew it even existed. For some reason, he was counting on it being repaid just to save Xu Rouguang.
He would never beg an immortal even if it killed him... unless it was Nuwa and that she was the only person capable of doing so.