"The Immortal Path... seeking truth..."
These were two ordinary-sounding terms, but when they reached Chu Mu's ears, they brought an inexplicable shock.
It was as if these two terms signified a magnificent, beautiful world beyond his wildest imagination.
Chu Mu suppressed the shock in his heart, mustered his courage, and asked, "Dare I ask, Elder Li, in the Cultivation Immortal Realm... are there many who seek the truth?"
"Of those who can set foot on the path of Cultivation, how many do not harbor a heart for seeking truth?"
"It is simply a matter of whether or not their mentality changes along the way."
"The Cultivation Immortal Realm is a place where a hundred flowers bloom. If you can always maintain your desire to seek the truth, then in the future, should you be fortunate enough to embark on the Immortal Path, your journey may be a little smoother."
Hoisting the bamboo basket onto his back again, Chu Mu walked out of Mingxin Hall in a near daze.
