Chu Mo looked at the Primordial Beginning Dao Lord, hesitating to speak.
He dearly wanted to ask what trouble the other man meant. But his attitude made it clear that he had no intention of answering. Countless thoughts swirled through Chu Mo's mind. As he considered how to broach the subject tactfully, a streak of light flew toward him.
Snap!
He caught the streak of light and looked closely. A jade slip lay quietly in his hand.
"These are some insights into inner scene manifestation, recorded personally by me."
Primordial Beginning said evenly, "Consider this payment for your assistance that day. Study it well, and breaking through your bottleneck in the future should be a little easier."
Holding the jade slip, Chu Mo understood.
If this Dao Lord did not wish to speak, then he did not wish to speak. Pressing him would accomplish nothing and only sour matters.
He cupped his hands in salute. "Thank you, Dao Lord."
Primordial Beginning nodded slightly, quite pleased with his tact. After a moment's thought, he suddenly asked, "Young friend Youxuan, do you know what matters most on the path of cultivation?"
Chu Mo froze, unable to follow this sudden turn in the conversation. After a brief silence, he ventured, "Talent?"
Primordial Beginning shook his head.
"Cultivation methods?"
Primordial Beginning shook his head again.
"Fortuitous opportunities?"
"None of those," Primordial Beginning said with a smile. He looked at Chu Mo, his gaze profound. "What matters most in cultivation is staying alive."
"Only by living long enough can you reach the end. How many prodigies of breathtaking talent have fallen early? On the path of cultivation, only the living have hope. Only the living have a future."
Chu Mo was startled and immediately raised his head.
But Primordial Beginning had already risen and was