In the cosmic starry sky, the God Emperor watched Meng Chuan depart, a tangle of emotions rising in his heart.
During the Primordial Era, while he had occupied the imperial throne, he had sensed something amiss about the Undying Heavenly Emperor.
He had lived so long, his life force brimming. Who would believe the Undying Heavenly Emperor had never set his sights on him?
As for Emperor Zun, he had hidden himself too well.
Back then, the God Emperor had thought that producing someone like the Undying Heavenly Emperor was the limit of the mortal world, the most dazzling figure it could ever bring forth.
But the tides had shifted in later ages, and a figure like this Heavenly Emperor had appeared.
He and Meng Chuan had spoken for a while just now. It had been something of a discussion of the Dao.
That cleared up the God Emperor's confusion. No wonder the Heavenly Emperor had suddenly awakened him: he wanted to exchange insights on the Great Dao.
Meng Chuan had asked about the ideas and crucial points behind his Ninth, Tenth, and Eleventh Transformations, expressing curiosity about this method of cultivation.
What could the God Emperor do? He had chosen to tell Meng Chuan.
Still, the God Emperor had his complaints. Setting aside being woken up, given the current state of the world, entering it would certainly let him transform much faster than sleeping alone.
He was even somewhat grateful to Meng Chuan for that. The Heavenly Emperor had chosen his moment well, too. It would not interfere with his transformation, so he had let it pass.
But coming to ask about his cultivation method? That had irked the God Emperor.
The Divine Silkworm Clan's cultivation method was no secret, but wasn't it a bit much to ask so