When Chu Mo arrived and saw Ming He in a new set of blue-violet robes, a question mark slowly surfaced in his mind.
"Why did you change your robes out of the blue?"
Foundation Establishment cultivators produced no grime-their bodies were said to remain untouched by even a speck of dust-and had no need to change clothes. Especially not here in the small world, on someone else's territory.
Under Chu Mo's peculiar gaze, Ming He looked slightly awkward and gave two light coughs. Oddly enough, when the Demon Emperor had battered him into a sorry state in the Profound Sun Realm last time, this junior brother had also been present.
Today, a moment's carelessness had left him suffering a minor setback at the Origin Race's hands, and this same junior brother had witnessed it again. It really was...
Ming He lowered his eyes halfway. The Origin Race had quietly developed an origin magnetism force field without warning. It seemed they were due for a purge.
Having decided to report the matter upon his return, he looked at Chu Mo and said, "I sensed a trace of a fluctuation from the Origin Race's origin mother just now. The number of Origin Race deaths has reached the threshold. The [Essence of Mother Qi] is about to appear."
Looking at Chu Mo, who was listening attentively, Ming He continued explaining, "Whenever the Origin Race's casualties reach a certain level and threaten their fate, the [Source] hidden within their fortune sends down mother qi to merge with one of their people, bringing forth a Holy Child to save them.
"And the chosen person is the [Essence]. Once the two merge and the Holy Child matures, that Holy Child becomes the [Essence of Mother Qi].
"From what I've observed, this Holy Child should be that