Mu Si deliberated as he looked at Daoist Wan. "Wan Si deliberator, you should not really be asking me this. You should be asking yourself."
Daoist Wan's gaze deepened. "Asking myself?"
Mu Si deliberator said nothing, merely looking back at him.
Daoist Wan fell silent for a moment. He did not ask what he should do, as though he had already understood something. Only after a long while did he speak. "In your calculations, could this make it possible to see the Heavenly Gate?"
Mu Si deliberator shook his head. "There is nothing inevitable in the future. What Mu said before merely pointed out one possibility. Yet many changes may occur along the way. It may succeed, or it may fail. That depends on how the one pushing it chooses to act."
At this point, his expression grew slightly solemn. "Ordinary people drift with the current, unable to control their own fate. But we cultivators seek the mysteries and ask after the Dao, wresting our lives from Heaven. All of this depends on cultivators themselves."
Daoist Wan said in a low voice, "It is not so easy. With mighty powers of the higher realm above us, how can I contend against them? How do I know this is not their game?"
Mu Si deliberator replied, "If those mighty powers could manage every matter everywhere, there would not be so many things in this world, nor would we be here."
Daoist Wan nodded. "You are right. Those mighty powers of the higher realm cannot restrain every matter."
At this moment, he seemed to have no reservations about mentioning those mighty powers. This was because they would not interfere in the specific workings of the Lower Layer. More importantly, after cultivating the Dao method of chaos, even if he flattered and fawned