"If, Fellow Daoist, you cannot make the decision, then report Chu's condition to someone who can."
Chu Mu rose and walked to the window, overlooking the vast, boundless Sumeru Illusionary Realm of the Heavenly Domain. His voice drifted leisurely into Qin Zhaoxue's ears.
Qin Zhaoxue pleaded, "Could Fellow Daoist change the condition?"
Chu Mu chuckled. "With a few words and some grand principles, Fellow Daoist wants Chu to risk his life."
"Does Fellow Daoist truly think Chu is so selfless?"
"Or does Fellow Daoist think the common people of this world are not worth even Chu's condition?"
Qin Zhaoxue fell silent. She cupped her hands in a bow, then turned and withdrew.
The figure standing in the room transformed into mottled specks of light and dispersed the next moment.
Returning to reality, he was still in that courtyard.
"Great Heng..."
Chu Mu shook his head, glanced at the token in his hand, and casually tossed it. The token traced an arc through the air and landed atop the wooden table in the room.
He leaned lazily against the reclining chair, his eyes half-closed, while his mind once again immersed itself in the Heaven and Earth Furnace.
Though he had not plundered the slightest bit over the past half-year, the Heaven and Earth Furnace still held an oceanic expanse of energy accumulated over many years.
At every moment, he could sense the Heaven and Earth Furnace growing.
And as the Heaven and Earth Furnace grew, his immortal cultivation also drew closer and closer to its true limit, little by little, through repeated infusions of returned energy.
His limit, however, was utterly different from that of an ordinary fourth-order cultivator.
The transformation brought by the Heaven and Earth Furnace far exceeded his original expectations.
Before his cultivation had even reached its limit,