Chen Xun's expression grew a little more solemn, and he nodded.
Bai Mengli, however, laughed soundlessly and cupped her hands. "Understood."
"When you have nothing to do, visit Myriad Beasts Mountain. That toad has been talking about you often all these years. This Dao Ancestor is getting rather tired of hearing it."
Chen Xun spoke slowly. "Besides, while traveling outside these past years, I encountered an interesting person."
"Then it seems he is connected to me." Bai Mengli lowered her eyes.
"Yes. The current common lord of the Human Race wishes to establish a Dao and halt warfare, becoming the Human Dao Yellow Court." Chen Xun concealed nothing. "A cultivator in whom even this Dao Ancestor cannot see any distinguishing traits. His talent and Great Dao are utterly ordinary."
"Human Dao... Yellow Court..." Bai Mengli was dazed for a moment, murmuring the words beneath her breath. Then she smiled, with a trace of release in that smile. "That was Ji Jiuxiao's aspiration. Who would have thought that, after crossing eras and epochs, someone would inherit his unfulfilled will?"
"Oh?" A flash of surprise passed through Chen Xun's eyes.
"Ji Jiuxiao was also very ordinary—so ordinary that he could not even be counted among the Human Race's prodigies. Yet he cultivated the Great Thousand Creation Art. This art contains the hopes and wishes of all living beings across the Great Thousand Worlds, praying for the blessings of all beings in the new epoch. That is creation."
"Then it seems that only when one's true heart aligns can one attain the Dao. It cannot be forced."
A smile appeared on Chen Xun's face. With his hands behind his back, he gazed into the distance, his eyes growing somewhat profound. He asked casually, "What sort of person was he?"
"I do not know."