I Will Think It Through

Wu's expression did not ripple in the slightest. He looked at Xuandu and spoke slowly.

"Since I told you, I'm not afraid of you taking Grand Pure One Laozi as your master."

Xuandu's breath caught.

He had never expected such an answer. He could not fathom what medicine Wu was selling from his gourd.

"Why?" Xuandu could not help pressing on.

"You clearly know this is a chance to become a Sage's disciple, a chance to soar to the heavens in a single step!"

"Aren't you afraid that I... might truly be tempted?"

"Being tempted is only natural."

"Who wouldn't be tempted by becoming a Sage's disciple?"

"I'm telling you this not to test you, nor to examine you."

"Because even if I said nothing, this would happen sooner or later."

"The bond of master and disciple between you and him was decreed by Heaven."

"Even if I said nothing, once he became a Sage, he would certainly come looking for you."

"Rather than having you learn of this from him when that time came—"

"Creating an irreparable rift between you and me, between you and the Human Clan..."

"It is better for me to lay it all bare now and tell you plainly."

"How you choose is up to you."

Wu paused, then continued.

"Moreover, I can tell you clearly."

"If you take him as your master, then with your aptitude, coupled with a Sage's guidance—"

"In the future, becoming a Great Power at the Peak Quasi-Saint realm is practically set in stone."

Peak Quasi-Saint!

Xuandu naturally understood the weight of those words.

That was an existence second only to Sages in the Primordial Wilderness!

To the Living Beings of Primordial Wilderness, Quasi-Saints were already legends beyond reach.

The Peak Quasi-Saint realm was a level they did not even