"Does a man of morality save the world?"
Hearing his eldest sister's words, Great Master Xuandu's thoughts began to wander.
During the Witch-Demon Calamity,
as a member of the Human Race, he had entered the Calamity to protect his people's safety.
Now that his eldest sister had brought it up, he was reminded of what had happened during that Calamity.
He had barely participated in the Investiture of the Gods Calamity.
He had taken part in the Hundred Schools of Thought, but only behind the scenes, never stepping into the spotlight. Although his cultivation had improved, it had not yet reached the level of saving the world.
Only during the Witch-Demon Calamity, when his cultivation had still been low, had he felt more involved.
Now, his cultivation far surpassed what it had been then.
"The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao."
"The name that can be named is not the eternal name."
Great Master Xuandu murmured as he slowly recited passages from the "Dao De Jing."
Ah, Junior Brother Xuandu has started reciting the "Dao De Jing" too. I wonder whether chanting scriptures will be of any use.
Within the Purple Cloud Palace,
Supreme Pure Laozi's heart remained utterly still.
Fortunately, he had recited the "Dao De Jing" first. Otherwise, his two younger brothers would have thought he was learning from Great Master Xuandu.
Now that Great Master Xuandu was reciting the "Dao De Jing," he counted as a good disciple.
That was the difference between first and second.
Still,
Supreme Pure Laozi was greatly pleased.
Since Great Master Xuandu had thought to recite the "Dao De Jing" at such a time, it seemed that he should be gaining an insight into final fate.
As a man standing at the pinnacle of the Dao of Morality,