Gu Shaoshang merely smiled without speaking.
"The old Daoist condensed the River of Time and Space into the path of the calamity era, so the Earth Immortal Realm shall no longer suffer calamities. However, all our fellow Daoists are still accustomed to dating years by calamity eras. The last calamity era has passed, and this one is about to begin."
Old Lord neither mentioned Daoist Hongjun nor asked what Gu Shaoshang intended to do. He said slowly:
"If the Martial Ancestor has the time, you might as well stay for a while."
"Thank you for the Dao Ancestor's kindness, but there is no need."
Gu Shaoshang waved his hand, declining Old Lord's goodwill.
"The younger generation has its own opportunities and fortunes. As their master, I have no need to account for everything or worry over every matter."
Gu Shaoshang's gaze dropped beneath the myriad worlds, overlooking Southern Continent of Jambudvipa and Chang'an City.
The Human Dao aura of Chang'an City's countless citizens, as well as Great Tang's rulers, ministers, and generals, flowed through his eyes.
Li Shimin's sighs and melancholy, Yun Ye's unwilling anticipation—he naturally understood them all.
Yet in the vast universe and myriad worlds, there was no easy path to success.
The immortal path, the divine path, the Buddhist path, the demonic path, the Human Dao... Among countless paths of cultivation, not one could be attained easily.
Human Dao cultivation was easy at first and difficult later. Without pressing forward with determination and charging onward like a rolling tide, one could achieve nothing.
If he handled every matter for them, then even if he pushed Great Tang to become first among all realms, it would be no more than a fortress built from sand, unable to withstand wind and rain.
He was the Martial Ancestor, not the