After Nuwa and the others left Purple Cloud Palace, the gathered living beings who had stopped to watch the excitement could only depart one after another in disappointment.
Nuwa, Fuxi, and the others returned with Houtu and Qingqiu Li to Wu Chu's dojo within Jade Capital Grotto-Heaven. Seeing this, the three Kunlun brothers followed as well. After all, having stayed with Wu Chu for so long, they had to bid him farewell before leaving.
Elsewhere, when Wu Chu appeared before his ancestor-master again, the old master was somewhat displeased. "What? Ten thousand years have passed, and you're still dissatisfied?"
Wu Chu froze for a moment, then coughed lightly. "What are you saying, Master? Your disciple came to bid you farewell."
After a pause, Wu Chu blinked and said, "Master, shouldn't your state of mind have reached the point where external things can no longer move you so easily?"
"What did you say?"
"Cough, cough. Your disciple meant that Master's lesson was right. Everyone has their own destiny and opportunity. Your disciple had already thought it through. This time, I came to bid Master farewell."
Wu Chu put on that shameless smile again. "Once your disciple returns to the Primordial World to take a look at Purple Jade Mountain, I'll come back here to serve at Master's side..."
"That won't be necessary!" the Dao Ancestor flatly refused. "It will be enough if you, this unfilial disciple, stop coming here to make your master angry. Hao and Yao are more than enough to attend me!"
"Unfilial disciple? That's going too far, too far..." Wu Chu felt rather awkward as he jogged over to his ancestor-master's side and gently began kneading his thigh. "Your disciple can be stubborn at times, but I've never reached the point of defying you. Master, saying that truly