Bai Yu suddenly had a theory.
Why was it that, in so many novels set in the Primordial Wilderness, Yang Mei vanished completely after attaining Enlightenment of the Dao? They all said he had left the Primordial World and entered the chaos beyond.
But Bai Yu was more inclined to believe that the Primordial Heavenly Dao had suppressed and sealed him, plunging him into eternal silence.
The Heavenly Dao truly could not kill a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, but suppressing one and plunging him into eternal silence was still within its power.
If it could not kill you, it could at least leave you in a vegetative state.
That would be a fate worse than death!
So perhaps letting the Primordial Heavenly Dao discover Yang Mei, this fish that had slipped through the net, ahead of time was actually a good thing for him?
At the very least, Yang Mei could secure an official position under the Heavenly Dao, just like Hongjun!
And sure enough, Yang Mei was now negotiating with the Heavenly Dao.
Neither Bai Yu nor Hongjun knew what the Heavenly Dao and Yang Mei had discussed.
But judging by the ever-broader smile on Yang Mei's face, he was clearly delighted with the arrangement.
Hongjun was curious too. What position had Yang Mei secured?
How did it compare with his own position as the "Heavenly Dao's Spokesman"?
Surely it could not be better than his?
At that moment, Hongjun found himself caught between not wanting his brother to suffer and not wanting to see him driving a luxury carriage.
Bai Yu was far more composed. Whatever position Yang Mei had obtained, it would have little effect on him.
Besides, Yang Mei owed him a favor.
That debt of gratitude, that Cause and Effect—Yang Mei had to acknowledge it