Nobody Can Say for Sure What the Future Holds

Hearing his Master's question, a trace of confusion flashed through Luo Wenzhou's eyes, along with a little shame.

In truth, there were many times when he envied his two senior brothers. He felt that they had clear goals and poured everything they had into them.

But that also made him feel as if he was always treading in place, as if he had done something, yet also as if he had done nothing at all.

At the very beginning, he had wanted to help everyone who was in difficulty.

So no matter how dangerous it was, as long as there was a place that needed him, he would travel thousands of miles without hesitation.

But after coming to know his Master, he realized that relying on his own tiny bit of effort alone could not change this world at all.

The vast majority of people still lived in endless darkness.

Even if he reached out this time and pulled them out, it would not take long before the darkness enveloped them once more.

This gradually caused him to lose his direction, making him feel that everything he did was wasted effort.

Of course, he did not stop doing such things because of that. As long as he heard that there was danger somewhere, he would still rush to the scene at the first possible moment.

It was just that after saving the day from a crisis, he always felt empty inside, because this kind of "victory" was insignificant. He knew that everything he did treated the symptoms but not the root.

Later, he had also tried to change himself and seek his own Dao.

For example, when his senior brother told him that he possessed extremely high talent in the Dao of pills, he worked hard to study Alchemy.

But