Gu Yuan listened to the other party's doubts, merely smiled and shook his head, then raised his teacup and took a sip.
Honestly, even he himself did not know where he had come from, much less what his true origins were.
It had been far too long since he had heard any news about Earth.
Even now, when he had spread through nearly all the heavens and Myriad Worlds, he had not seen a single trace of Earth.
Yet he always felt that Earth still existed. He simply had not found it yet.
But where exactly was Earth?
And did the Dao Lord before him know any trace of Earth?
Gu Yuan looked at the Dao Lord, but still did not speak plainly. Instead, he continued to beat around the bush with him.
"Didn't Dao Lord say that I am The One Who Fled? Then naturally, I am The One Who Fled."
"The Great Dao has fifty, Heaven derives forty-nine, and one escapes. Since Dao Lord has already decided that I am the one, why ask me?"
Gu Yuan's expression remained calm as he chuckled, meeting the Dao Lord's gaze without avoiding it.
He looked utterly guileless, his eyes exceptionally clear.
He had seriously studied acting.
"Yes, The One Who Fled."
The Dao Lord did not pursue Gu Yuan's evasive words. He merely nodded slightly, then looked at him with a faint, inscrutable smile.
"In recent years, quite a bit of energy has been leaking from the universe and the origin source. Its source cannot be found, nor can any traces be detected."
"Young friend, what do you think of this matter?"
After a pause, the Dao Lord's voice rang out again, gentler than before.
He seemed like an old man by the roadside discussing everyday matters with a junior.