Meng Hao did not intend to hide anything and told him of his plans.
When he first came to this world ten million years ago, he had decided to remain here. Aside from that black-hearted dog, this world truly lived up to its name as the Perfect Realm.
Whether in cultivation or anything else.
"So that's how it is. No wonder you were unwilling to tell anyone else, Brother Dao."
Gu Yu came to a slight realization.
From his birth until now, he had never had to run about for all manner of cultivation resources. Even when he reached the Savage Wasteland Great Universe, he had treasures passed down through generations by his master, Ji Ning, to assist him.
For a moment, he had not considered that this might be the reason.
"I was presumptuous."
Gu Yu gave a faint, bitter smile.
"There is no need for that. Most of the great universes nearby have already been moved here by me. Any farther away, and even with my speed, a single trip would take hundreds of thousands or millions of years. That would not be worth it."
Meng Hao shook his head.
"Even without you, Fellow Daoist, I would most likely have been too lazy to go."
As he spoke, Meng Hao looked at the Innate Divine Demons in the distance, each wearing a different expression, and smiled again. "It would not really matter even if they heard it. Do you think just anyone can conduct this business?"
Gu Yu glanced at the Perfect Realm, which shone with brilliant light.
To conduct such business, one naturally needed the local ruler's approval. Otherwise, there would be trouble.
"When one lives a lifetime, even if one is a Great Luo, whatever one wishes to do, one ultimately needs someone to rely on."