Chen Xun's expression grew a little more serious, and he nodded.
Bai Mengli, however, smiled in amusement and cupped her fists. "Understood."
"When you have time, visit Myriad Beasts Mountain. That toad has been muttering about you for years; this Dao Ancestor is getting tired of hearing it."
Chen Xun spoke slowly. "Besides, I met an interesting person during my years outside."
"Then it seems he is connected to me." Bai Mengli lowered her eyes.
"Mm. The current Human Race Co-Lord wishes to establish the Dao and Stop the War, to become the Human Dao Yellow Court." Chen Xun hid nothing. "A cultivator in whom this Dao Ancestor cannot see any remarkable traits whatsoever. His talent and Great Dao are utterly ordinary."
"Human Dao... Yellow Court..." Bai Mengli was lost in thought for a moment, actually murmuring those words under her breath. Then she smiled, a smile carrying a measure of relief. "That was Ji Jiuxiao's aspiration. I never imagined that after crossing eras and epochs, someone would inherit his unfulfilled will."
"Oh?" A trace of surprise flashed through Chen Xun's eyes.
"Ji Jiuxiao was ordinary as well—so ordinary that he could not even be counted among the Human Race's prodigies. Yet he cultivated the Grand Creation Art. This art contains the wishes of all myriad spirits of the great thousand worlds, their hopes of blessing the myriad spirits of a new era. That is Creation."
"It seems that only when one's true heart aligns can one attain the Dao. It cannot be forced."
A smile appeared on Chen Xun's face. With hands behind his back, he looked into the distance, his gaze gradually turning profound, and casually asked, "What kind of person was he?"
"I don't know."
Bai Mengli gently shook her head and likewise looked into the distance.