Bei Ming stood at the head of the hall and returned the gesture with a casual lift of his hand. He said:
"Since you have come to visit, you must have an important matter to discuss.
In that case, there is no need for such formalities. Let us sit and speak at leisure.
As for this gift, I have never accepted such things lightly."
Afterward, Bei Ming sat upright behind the table, carrying an air of quiet authority without a word.
Queen Mother of the West took a seat at the guest seat, sitting with dignified poise and unhurried composure.
Han Chi retreated to the side of the hall, standing solemnly with his hands lowered as he waited quietly for orders without uttering a word.
After a brief silence, Queen Mother of the West sighed softly. Her expression was sincere, and her words carried a trace of flattery:
"Fellow Daoist Beiming, you gathered the bones of the Fierce Beasts in the north and suppressed the endless Baleful Aura; you have rendered great service to the Primordial Wilderness. Such a benevolent deed of immense Merit is truly admirable."
Along the way, I saw countless clans migrating into the North in search of survival and prosperity. All of them were grateful for your kindness.
In comparison, though I am an Immortal Chief, I have yet to accomplish even the slightest merit in the Primordial Wilderness. I am deeply ashamed."
Bei Ming's gaze remained calm as he said indifferently, "There is no need to belittle yourself.
The Primordial Wilderness is chaotic and without order. The position of Immortal Chief is not useless. As the saying goes, without rules, there can be no order."
Queen Mother of the West smiled faintly, though worry still lingered in her expression. She spoke slowly:
"How could I