He was Pangu Orthodox, Daoist Yuqing, one of the Innate Divine Beings!
For the first time, he was explaining the foundations of the Great Dao to his Personal Disciple.
The moment he spoke, he stirred a resonance with the Laws, and Dao Sounds naturally contained profound mysteries...
Yet—
His only listener
had fallen fast asleep before he had even spoken for the time it took to drink a cup of tea.
There was astonishment, helplessness, and a trace of displeasure at having his lecture interrupted,
but more than that, there was an almost powerless... sense of frustration?
What I spoke of was, to her,
actually... that sleep-inducing?
Naturally, he could tell that Su Miao had not meant to slight him.
Her Spirit Body, still not recovered from its Soul Injury, was already prone to fatigue.
Moreover, his own Dao aura was far too vast and majestic. Even though he had restrained it as much as possible,
and had carefully selected what he considered the simplest fundamentals,
to a young child with a wandering mind,
it might still have been as obscure and incomprehensible as a heavenly tome. Added to that, the aura of this place calmed the mind and soothed the spirit...
In an instant, Yuanshi understood the many reasons behind it all.
Yet that faint displeasure did not immediately fade.
Instead, it tangled with that hint of frustration, leaving him temporarily unsure how to continue.
So he simply sat there, watching the little girl sleep with her cheeks flushed pink.
She even smacked her lips unconsciously, as though she had dreamed of something delicious.
After a long while, Yuanshi let out an almost inaudible sigh.
The sigh was as light as a breeze brushing across ice, leaving not the slightest trace behind.
At last, he slowly raised his hand.