“The situation is we are inside a bug of this realm,” Xuan said.
“A bug?” The rest repeated.
“You can think of it as a software bug.” Xuan adjusted his glasses. “The full explanation will be time-consuming so I am just going ask a simple question. Have you ever pondered on the theory of this realm in depth? Who created it? When was it created? Why was it created?”
Everyone nodded then shook their heads in sync. It was like they had practiced this answer a thousand times.
Zheng said with a bigger smile, “Dude, stop playing your game of words. We are still stunned from the messages. It’s crazy enough that the grandfather of Taoism and the first ancestor of humans are a Saint and Cultivator. Just get straight to the point and tell us what the messages mean.”
