So Xu Zimei was eager to become stronger himself.
Strong enough to deal with any enemy.
Whether it was to defeat the Heavenly Dao of the Nine Domains or stabilize the natives of the Divine Continent.
Overall, it felt somewhat like internal and external troubles.
Chaos dared not interject.
It just said, "The master's gifts have been generous enough.
This Monster Race, I've done my best.
Ultimately, what it will become, it has its destiny."
"It's best if you can see it clearly," Xu Zimei said.
"I've invested quite a bit in nurturing you, yet you're still only at the Great Saint Realm.
Not even reaching the peak.
This Monster Race is what has been holding you back.
As for cultivation, you can't escape the word 'struggle.'
After chatting with Chaos for a bit, he asked, "Is Bai Meng still in seclusion?"
"Lord Bai Meng mentioned before going into seclusion this time that he wouldn't come out without reaching the Taoist Fruit," Chaos nodded.
