Over a month later, Huanglong emerged from seclusion and came to First City as well.
By then, First City had gained over ten thousand more living beings, many of whom had not even taken human form. They were all beings who lived nearby, which was why they could arrive here in such a short time.
Some beings had also come from the Heavenly Court. They differed greatly from the others, generally possessing very high cultivation—at the very least, they were all at the Taiyi realm.
Seeing his eldest disciple Huanglong come over, Wu Chu asked, "Why aren't you cultivating in seclusion? What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're already preparing to sever your second corpse?"
How could it be that easy? He had only severed his first corpse not long ago!
Huanglong gave a light cough, then chuckled sheepishly. "As Master's eldest disciple, if I don't understand the Dao Master has comprehended, how will I have the face to call myself your disciple in the future?"
Wu Chu glanced at him and smiled. "Fine! I'll give you a task. Teach all the beings who come here to study to recognize the pictographic script I created. If I wish to print books here in the future, it won't do if no one understands writing."
"..."
Huanglong opened his mouth, feeling as though he had been dragged off to serve as a tool dragon.
Fortunately, Little Fox, who had just emerged from seclusion, arrived with Old Round at that moment.
"Master, how about having Old Round do it with me?"
Wu Chu shook his head and rose to greet Little Fox, whom he had not seen for many years of seclusion due to the mismatch in their respective time flows. At the same time, he transmitted his voice to Huanglong,