Niu Yuanshan watched Chu Huai Xu's retreating figure, momentarily lost in thought.
He suddenly felt that he was finding this young man harder and harder to understand.
Was my way of thinking wrong, or was my perspective too narrow? For a moment, he couldn't figure it out.
What he understood even less was that Chu Huai Xu had only been in the First Realm when he made his choice.
Even in the First Realm, he was already looking beyond a sect, beyond a kingdom, beyond even a continent?
A newcomer to the cultivation world was already setting his sights on the entire Xuanhuang Realm?
"Why?"
Old Niu felt troubled, and in the end, all he could do was let out a long sigh.
Yet for some reason, seeing this young man harbor such ambition filled him with a little comfort.
He knew perfectly well that he was a man trapped in a cage.
That was the norm for many people. Some cages were simply sturdier than others, while some were more invisible.
A bird in a cage could only resent that Guan Yu couldn't become Zhang Fei.
A person in this world could be as foolish as Bajie and still struggle to understand Wukong.
Perhaps Niu Yuanshan knew everything and understood it all, but his past experiences made it impossible for him to take that step, no matter what.
He was old—old enough to have grown used to things as they were.
But Huo Ding Yi, whom he had always treated like a nephew, was not. And Chu Huai Xu was still young.
"Let him live this different kind of life."
With that thought, Niu Yuanshan swept his sleeve, brushing the dust from his clothes, and stepped into the Disciple Courtyard as well.
Time flew by, and Chu Huai Xu