"Two hundred thousand years ago, after the Virtual World connected to the Divine Land Epoch, I happened to discover traces of the Wu Clan."
"That was when I learned that Wu Li had settled them in the Divine Land Epoch."
"No, how come I never heard you mention this?"
Hearing Xiao Hei's confusion, Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes. "During the Virtual World's expansion phase, I was so busy I was practically standing on my head. Do you think I would have cared about such a trivial matter?"
"How is that trivial? The Wu Clan produced Desolate Heaven Emperor Wu Li!"
"On that basis alone, no one should have looked down on the Wu Clan's status."
"In theory, yes, but reality always differs."
As Chen Changsheng followed the group, he spoke unhurriedly. "When Wu Li and I left the Ten Thousand Mountains, we were still two insignificant little cultivators."
"By the time Wu Li bore Heaven's Mandate and earned the title of Desolate Heaven Emperor, several centuries had already passed."
"Then, by the time Wu Li found the Wu Clan, much more time had passed."
"With the Wu Clan's level at the time, their people had already changed through many generations. If they could still remember the youth who had walked out of the Ten Thousand Mountains back then, that would be a miracle."
"Didn't Wu Li tell them?"
Xiao Hei asked instinctively, but it quickly realized that it had asked an incredibly stupid question.
"Heh heh!"
Chen Changsheng gave a humorless chuckle. "Wu Li had more opponents and enemies than there are stars in the sky."
"If the Wu Clan or the world had learned Wu Li's race, they would probably have been killed so thoroughly that not even scraps remained."
"Not telling them the truth was for their own