Mu Chen fell silent.
It was not because he was tempted by any supreme chaos treasure or Sage merit.
He simply felt that his intelligence had been insulted...
Never mind that not a single member of the current Human Race could put up a fight.
As a mere Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, what could he possibly use to fight the Witch and Demon races?
If he really left seclusion, the two races would probably wipe him out in passing before long...
"This system is freaking nuts!"
Mu Chen rolled his eyes.
Had he failed to catch on in time, he might really have rushed off in a moment of hotheadedness.
However...
For the god of lying low, making such a huge mistake was absolutely impossible.
At this thought, he gave two dry coughs.
He slowly addressed the humans below his feet.
"In the vast Primordial World, all things possess spirit. Though the Human Race is weak of flesh, it stands foremost among all living things."
"All living beings must use their strengths to compensate for their weaknesses, play to their strengths, divide the changes of heaven and earth into twenty-four periods, and draw upon their essence!"
"Furthermore, you must not place all your hopes in immortals. Know that humans are immortals, and humans, too, can become immortals!"
"If you wish to grow strong, you can rely only on yourselves!"
As for that speech...
Even Mu Chen had no idea what he was saying.
In any case, he would just count it as motivational chicken soup.
Looking at the bewildered people below, Mu Chen had no idea whether they understood.
With a casual wave of his hand, the great ship moved without wind, heading toward the land from which it had come.
The person at the very front shouted.
"May we ask your name, Immortal?"
Mu Chen fell silent for a moment, then slowly uttered a single word.
Heaven and earth echoed in unison.
"Mu!"
Watching the great ship slowly depart...
Mu Chen could not help sighing.
For a long time to come, the Human Race would remain at the bottom of the Primordial World's food chain.
Yet there was nothing he could do about it.
It was not that their big brother refused to leave seclusion; the enemies were simply too monstrous.
The Great Witch-Demon Catastrophe was already tragic enough.
And then the Investiture of the Gods Great Tribulation would follow. Who could withstand that?
Besides...
Mu Chen now had his sights set on the entire Primordial World.
As long as the Human Race did not go extinct, he would not concern himself too much.
So... the Human Race should just obediently lie low.
Once all the Sages were dead, the Human Race could finally rise.
Mu Chen turned his head.
The three young phoenixes were circling and playing above the sea of clouds, full of vigor after just eating their fill.
Mu Chen was extremely pleased with their earlier performance.
Though they were still growing, their cultivation realms were probably about the same as Mu Chen's current realm, likewise at the Primordial Unity True Immortal level.
After all, most adult members of the Phoenix Race were Daluo Mystic Immortals, while Primordial Phoenix was a Quasi-Sage.
If he nurtured them well, he might have three Daluo or even Quasi-Sage helpers in the future.
"Looks like... it's time to start special training."
Mu Chen stroked his chin and muttered.
In the distance...
An inexplicable chill ran through the three young phoenixes, and they looked at Mu Chen in confusion.
The three poor little fellows still had no idea that their good days were over.
Fifty thousand years slipped by unnoticed.
The Demon Race grew ever stronger.
Even the sea beneath Mu Chen's feet was filled with all manner of demonic beasts.
It seemed to be because Mu Chen had killed the several great flood dragon demons that roamed these waters fifty thousand years ago.
Now that the waters below had no overlord, all sorts of demonic beasts had instead become even more numerous.
As a result, it was unbearably noisy on most days.
Several old turtles with Black Tortoise bloodlines had even become spirits, establishing cave abodes below, spending their days seeking pleasure and slaughtering their own kind.
As for this...
Mu Chen was in secluded cultivation and could not be bothered with these small fry.
Meanwhile, the three little phoenixes were miserably cultivating in the sea of lightning Mu Chen had created.
They had to train there once every hundred years.
And every time, the three exceptionally gifted young phoenixes were blasted until they were charred outside and tender inside, looking utterly pitiful.
In the Primordial World, years went uncounted.
On this day...
Mu Chen finally stepped into the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm, only a hair's breadth from Daluo.
On that very day, his fishing period happened to end.
"Congratulations, host, on completing one hundred thousand years of fishing. You have obtained the Samadhi True Fire Method."
With a boom...
A ball of blazing flame ignited in Mu Chen's palm.
Though small, it contained boundless might, as though it would never be extinguished.
Mu Chen grinned.
Samadhi True Fire might not amount to much in the Primordial World.
But in the future, during the Journey to the West era, it would be extremely famous.
Besides, he could also create a powerful fire-type divine ability of his own.
Just then, the clamor of demonic beasts rose from the waters below again.
Mu Chen could not help frowning.
Having his secluded cultivation disturbed all day greatly displeased him, who loved peace and quiet by nature.
Liveliness and noise were two different things.
And from time to time, lesser demons even peered above the sea of clouds. Their audacity truly knew no bounds.
At this thought, Mu Chen slowly spoke.
"From this day forth, in the waters within a radius of ten thousand li..."
"There shall be no clamor."
"There shall be no fighting."
"There shall be no killing over grudges."
"No demonic beasts above the Heavenly Immortal realm may remain. Leave at once."
"Otherwise, die!"
Mu Chen had no fondness whatsoever for these members of the Demon Race, cruel and combative by nature.
Much less when they were disturbing his cultivation.
In truth, his words had left the Demon Race below a way out.
Lesser demons above the Heavenly Immortal realm simply had to leave obediently.
As for the other demons, as long as they behaved themselves here, nothing would happen to them.
On the contrary, with Mu Chen present, this place could even shelter them as they cultivated.
However...
Upon hearing these words, the demonic beasts below instantly erupted into an uproar.