Laozi lowered his eyes and looked over. The newcomer's aura was as deep as the sea, and his cultivation had already reached the Quasi-Sage Peak. Laozi felt a faint chill in his heart, but not the slightest trace showed on his face. He cupped his hands in return and said in a voice like an ancient bell, "I heard that the supreme Saint of the demon race, Empress Nuwa, created humanity beneath Buzhou Mountain. This poor Daoist grew curious and came especially to take a look."
Bai Xuan gave a slight nod. "So that's how it is. I was ordered by my master to protect humanity, so I naturally had to ask one more question."
Laozi chuckled. "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be on guard. We Three Pure Ones are on deep terms with your master, Sage Su Yang. How could we casually interfere with the affairs of the mortal world?"
At that, Bai Xuan's gaze sharpened. "Could Fellow Daoist be Grand Pure Laozi, the leader of the Three Pure Ones?"
Laozi nodded.
Bai Xuan immediately grew solemn and said seriously, "My apologies! I am Bai Xuan, the eldest disciple under Sage Su Yang. My words just now were rash. I hope you can forgive me."
A trace of surprise flashed through Laozi's eyes. After carefully sizing up Bai Xuan for a moment, he sighed. "So you're the foremost disciple of a Saint. No wonder your Dao charm is so profound. I've never seen you walking through the Primordial World before. If I hadn't met you today, who would have thought that Sage Su Yang's personal disciple was hidden among humanity? I was the one who was discourteous."
The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other without words.
Everyone in the Primordial World knew that the Three Pure Ones