"What are you laughing at?"
Lu Li frowned.
"I'm laughing at how ridiculous life truly is. I wonder what your taboo that created life was thinking, making you all like this—only capable of viewing matters in whatever way benefits yourselves."
The Ancestor of Myriad Tribulations laughed heartily.
"What do you mean?"
Lu Li had instinctively sensed that something was wrong. At the same time, he agreed with one point in the Ancestor of Myriad Tribulations' words: humans, or intelligent lifeforms, could never escape a certain base nature. They were always willing to believe things that benefited them, regardless of whether they were true.
The masses did not care about the truth. They only liked to hear statements that benefited them, statements they were willing to accept.
"Boy, do you still remember what Xue Zhiyu told you that day?"
The Ancestor of Myriad Tribulations asked instead.
"Are you bringing up that old matter again? Grandma Xue would never lie to me."
Lu Li said coldly.
"I never said Xue Zhiyu lied to you. She simply did not know the full picture herself. Think about it—who could clearly explain events from before time was born?"
The Primordial Ancestor of Myriad Tribulations smiled. "Sort it out simply and you'll understand. The one who created space died first. Time Taboo was born afterward, and only then was the True Ancestor of Secret Blood born. Think it over."
Lu Li fell into thought. This timeline matched the ancient secrets Grandma Xue had told him, but some parts did not align with the story Dragon Snake Rising Land had told.
Because in Dragon Snake Rising Land's story, the True Ancestor of Secret Blood, as the origin of Secret Blood, had been slain by a Tenth Order expert—namely, the Space Progenitor.
But according to Grandma Xue's account,