Who Am I, Luohu?

Pangu's gentle smile, ancient beyond measure, deepened slightly at Hong Yuan's words.

He replied with divine sense as well, his voice sounding directly within Hong Yuan's heart, filled with undisguised praise and sincerity. "They deserve that recognition. The Primordial Wilderness has evolved into its present state of order and flourishing myriad beings because each of them has fulfilled their role, pursued their own Dao, and worked together to build it."

He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the junior figures below, all with pure auras and deep foundations. He especially lingered on those whose destinies had been positively altered by Hong Yuan's influence—particularly Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

He continued through divine sense, "Of course, the foundation and direction behind all this depended entirely on you, little brother. If you had not stepped in to sort things out when the Primordial Wilderness was first established, stabilized Qiankun at crucial moments, and pointed them in the right direction, they could never have achieved today's prosperity by merely feeling their way forward or following certain crude predetermined paths. At least half of my praise that they have done well is meant for your contributions behind the scenes—supporting and guiding them."

Hong Yuan's smile deepened after hearing that, yet he still teased, "Big Brother, don't tell me you think a few compliments can make up for all the years I've spent working like an ox and horse for you?!"

"What else was I supposed to do?"

At those words, an astonishingly vivid, almost innocent expression appeared on Pangu's ancient, guileless face. He blinked, then replied through divine sense with both speed and utter confidence. "Who told me to be your elder brother? Isn't it perfectly natural for you, the little brother, to work like an ox and horse for