The story went two ways. On Yingzhou Island, Xuan Mo said to Xuanxiao, "Venerable Father, being the Heavenly Emperor is too tiring. I want to go out and train for a while. Have you heard of any decent worlds I could visit and have some fun in lately?"
Upon hearing this, Xuanxiao nodded and said, "There is. A world filled with youthful spirit. You're a youth too, so it would be good for you to go have some fun."
Upon hearing this, Luohu coughed and said, "Wait. Tell me first, is there any danger?"
Xuanxiao burst out laughing. "Of course not. That world cultivates martial arts. The strongest experts there can barely fight someone at the Golden Core stage..."
Tongtian frowned upon hearing this. "Then why send Mo'er there? Aren't you just fooling the child?"
Xuanxiao shook his head. "Old Father, there's something you don't know. Although that world doesn't have many powerful experts, its martial arts techniques are incredibly varied. Hmm, how should I put it? If Mo'er's clone goes there to study for a while, his close-combat strength should be no weaker than that of the Witch Clan. Hmm, how should I put it? Their combat power is lacking, so they naturally devote more effort to studying technique. After all, things we can handle by adding a little more force are impossible for them. The level of their world holds them back, so they can only study how to maximize every ounce of strength."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Mo asked, "Venerable Father, are there any truly powerful experts there?"
Xuanxiao chuckled. "The truly powerful experts there are the ones who toy with artistic conception. Hmm, for you, they're much easier to deal with than those who toy with techniques. How should I put it? Your primordial spirit is