"Life! Sometimes it's just that wonderful, haha..."
Wu Chu laughed heartily. Seeing an old acquaintance had put him in an excellent mood.
He had originally thought that perhaps he would never see Ancestor Yang Mei again in this lifetime. After all, in the original Primordial World myths, Ancestor Yang Mei never appeared again in the end.
Now, it seemed that Ancestor Yang Mei had clearly settled down in the Chaos. If not for this disciple holding him back, perhaps he would not even have been willing to establish a dojo.
It was indeed difficult to understand how someone could enjoy solitude alone in the Chaos.
But Wu Chu felt that perhaps this Ancestor was merely pursuing his own Dao, seeking the Great Dao closest to the source within the most primordial Chaos.
Every living being sought the Dao differently and followed different directions. One could not say who was right or wrong. Others were not Ancestor Yang Mei, so naturally they could not understand his thoughts.
Moreover, he had originally been a Chaos being born within Chaos. While everyone else considered Chaos a perilous place, perhaps to him, it felt as warm and familiar as home.
If you are not a fish, how do you know a fish's joy?
"Haven't you noticed the changes in the Chaos outside?" Wu Chu asked with a smile.
A Mang froze for a moment and shook her head. Then she looked toward the two vortices in the sky. "The vortices do not seem to have changed much either... Huh? It seems the innate spiritual energy transformed from Chaos spiritual energy has decreased! Did something happen outside?" She looked at Wu Chu.
Wu Chu smiled. "Come outside with me, and you'll understand."
As he spoke, Wu Chu casually grabbed a handful of melon seeds. They