Zhang Yu stopped before the woman in white. He glanced at her, then raised his sleeve and cupped his hands in salute. "May I ask how I should address you, Fellow Daoist?"
The woman in white returned the salute with a curtsy. "This humble Daoist is Meng Huan Zhen. I came here from Jade Capital."
Hearing that she had come from Jade Capital, Zhang Yu seemed thoughtful. He nodded. "So it is Fellow Daoist Meng. Have you come with some guidance to offer?"
Meng Huan Zhen said, "Since arriving in Qingyang, I have seen quite a few things that have happened here. I would presumptuously ask Profound Rectifier Zhang: how do you intend to deal with the Creators of the Celestial Mechanism Institute?"
When she suddenly raised this matter, Zhang Yu formed several guesses about her origins. After a brief thought, he said, "I will merely report the truth to the Profound Court."
Meng Huan Zhen fixed her beautiful eyes upon him. "Those Creators have inflicted great harm upon Azure Yang Upper Continent. There are even Creator cultivators now. Does Profound Rectifier Zhang not intend to eradicate them at the root?"
Zhang Yu lifted his head and looked at the broad, clear sky. "I have discussed this matter with Profound Chief Yun as well. Profound Chief Yun once said that Creators are a Dao, and cultivation is also a Dao. Yu deeply agrees. To discard their benefits merely because of temporary evils would be far too narrow-minded.
"Celestial Xia has attained its present state precisely because there are countless billions upon billions of people seeking the Dao, embracing all and gathering the hundred rivers into the sea. That is the path we ought to follow."
A strange light appeared in Meng Huan Zhen's eyes upon hearing this. She said, "When