The universe was full of people like Wang You.
Of course, they had not necessarily lived through the same experiences as Wang You, but the things they encountered were broadly similar.
Every type of person bore different distinguishing marks, their own unique virtues and vices, their own sins that blotted out the sky.
These people all had two souls, two natures. There were beautiful, rational things within them, and also brutal, hateful things. This meant they were all chaotic and complex, with no single "pure" nature.
They declared war on themselves. The two sides within one person's soul and body were mortal enemies, irreconcilable and forever working against each other.
This matched Li Qi's understanding.
All things and all living beings had never possessed a single, shared "nature." Everything itself was contradictory.
Because people wanted to be lazy, wanted things to be "simple," they summarized and categorized, subtracted away complexity, constantly reducing all manner of things into simpler forms so they could be more easily grasped.
If all things were condensed into "one," then whoever grasped that "one" would grasp everything. What a convenient notion.
But in truth, this was itself mistaken—or rather... Li Qi believed it was mistaken.
To Li Qi at this moment, no "Dao" existed, nor any "root source," any thing that could effortlessly explain everything. Just as a person did not truly possess a "nature."
Did people have a nature?
Did human groups, all people, possess one shared "nature"?
If one believed there was an ultimate Dao, that there was a "root source," then one should believe that all human chaos had an inherent nature, and that all the chaos of humanity also had one identical nature.
But if one, like Li Qi, denied the existence of a "root source," one would discover that all chaos