After Chong An parted from the Faceless Daoist, his qi and intent returned to his true body. As he cruised about in the flying vessel, he pondered how to report this matter upward.
At present, he had no way to contact Celestial Xia's Upper Layer, nor could he reveal what he intended to do. Otherwise, Origin Xia might discern his movements, and the loss would outweigh the gain.
But he knew that someone was surely watching his every move. If he tried probing that world realm and made certain moves, those above should be able to notice something and thus learn what Origin Xia was after.
However, only a small number of people should know the details of his situation. At the same time, he had to ensure that he did not expose himself as much as possible, lest he delay the greater undertaking.
How precisely to strike that balance would test a person.
After thinking it over, he came up with a method that he felt was worth trying.
When the inspection tour ended, he disembarked from the flying vessel and returned to his residence hall. Before the honored seat he had personally set up for Zhang Yu's worship, he lit spiritual incense. Then, taking advantage of the ritual, he recounted the matter in full.
He did not know whether his teacher would receive it this way, but it was worth a try.
Of course, that alone was not enough. After considering it, two days later he sought out Dai Tingzhi and put forward an idea of his own: he wished to go to a lower world realm and take charge of spreading the Dao.
Dai Tingzhi looked at him sharply. "Why did you suddenly think of going to work in a lower world realm?"
Chong An remained composed.