While Xu Xian expounded on the Dao, White Lady watched from the shadows, offering guidance and protection as well.
Who would have thought that Pan Renmei, the current prime minister, would invite White Lady straight into the imperial palace to discuss certain matters?
This set her thoughts stirring. "I heard that everyone who becomes an emperor is registered with the Dragon Tribe's Netherworld!"
"Good! Good!"
The moment she heard it had something to do with the Dragon Tribe, White Lady sprang into action.
Emperors in the mortal world all had some connection to the Dragon Tribe, to a greater or lesser extent.
Otherwise, why would they all call themselves the True Dragon Son of Heaven?
Even Xu Xian had heard of this, but the thought of White Lady entering the palace alone left him uneasy.
"Go and keep an eye on them!"
Xu Xian dispatched one of his subordinates. The world had become like this ever since Wutian the Demon Emperor struck the Heavenly Mountain with his palm, laying waste to all life within a hundred miles and causing even the stones to rot.
People lived in dread. Xu Xian no longer wanted to serve as an official; he wanted to enter cultivation through his status as one.
His discourse on the Dao continued, drawing more and more listeners.
Eventually, even Empress Nuwa, who was resisting Wutian the Demon Lord, heard about it and sent disciples among the Human Race to learn.
Once they began learning, the people within the Three Extremes' Landscape, Rivers, and Society Diagram followed their example and settled into peace.
"Yes, exactly! Heaven gives birth to all things, and each thing has another that counters it. That is right!"
"No matter how powerful Wutian the Demon Lord is, could he really destroy the entire Primordial World?"