Senior brother...
In the Lost Lands, Wu Pifu had been called Junior Brother for quite some time by Zhang Xuer and Es. Of course, that was before they witnessed Chu Minghao and Liang Min make their entrance. After that, they had turned directly into figurines and never got the chance to correct how they addressed him.
By now, the two of them called him that as naturally as breathing.
"Senior Brother Wu, tell us about your civilization."
Zhang Xuer and Es were immensely excited. As they walked through the metal corridor, they kept observing their surroundings. Even the monotonous, identical scenery seemed like endlessly magnificent treasures to them.
The others found this very difficult to understand.
Zhang Xuer was, after all, attentive. Seeing everyone's confusion, she smiled at Wu Pifu. "Senior Brother, you've forgotten again. Although we were born in a sacred place of our sect, isolated from the outside world of the Lost Lands, even the reality within our sect was extremely limited. It was already difficult enough to sustain the sect's continued existence. How could there possibly have been surplus reality to improve the environment? Everything we saw, heard, and felt seemed separated by a film of water. Nothing was clear; it all felt dreamlike. But this place is so clear. Our True Martial Lineage values the physical body and spiritual perception. To us, even merely seeing a wall here is like witnessing an immortal realm."
"It's much the same as waking from a dream," Es added.
Everyone nodded thoughtfully. At that moment, Wu Pifu walked at the front of the group, with Zhang Xuer and Es following closely behind him and the others behind them. They happened to pass a windowed corridor. Zhang Xuer and Es instinctively looked through the windows, and both of them shuddered as