Xu Zimo was somewhat puzzled. Everyone knew that the White Emperor had followed the Empress to take part in the final battle, then vanished completely.
From then on, White Emperor Mountain had become a land without an owner.
That was why Xu Zimo was surprised to see the White Emperor here again.
"This is my external incarnation. You needn't be surprised," the Man in Confucian Robes said with a smile.
"I am the White Emperor, yet I am not truly the White Emperor."
"You were looking for me?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Because I offended you by not kneeling?"
"No, no, no. That was merely a test. Those who refuse to kneel, those with pride in their bones, may see me," the Man in Confucian Robes said, shaking his head with a smile.
"The purpose of the White Emperor leaving behind his legacy was to find an heir."
"I came for the legacy, but not to become his heir," Xu Zimo said.
"What is so bad about becoming the White Emperor's heir?" the Man in Confucian Robes asked with a smile.
"When the White Emperor swept across the entire Nine Domains, he had been a resounding figure even in the Primordial Age."
"I seek only the Traceless Compass. I care for nothing else," Xu Zimo replied.
"If you are willing to become the heir, I can offer you every inheritance with both hands."
"Becoming the heir must come at a price, right?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Of course. As an heir, you must naturally inherit the White Emperor's will," the Man in Confucian Robes replied with a smile.
"I do not wish to inherit another person's will," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
He could not even be bothered to ask what kind of will it was.
"You should think this through.