Zhao Sheng, upon hearing these words, immediately asked with "excitement", "Then... what was Yuan Hong's ultimate fate? And who was the Immortal Venerable that intervened, what kind of existence that threads through heaven and earth?"
The elder in the green robe stroked his long beard, his eyes shining brilliantly as he said, "How strange and curious! Those fated ones who came before you were either busy comprehending the Taoist Laws or trying to get close to me, hoping for some opportunities. Yet, you are asking about these minor details. Don't you know that by neglecting the greater good for trivial matters, the loss outweighs the gain?"
Zhao Sheng replied, "What is important, what is not? The path of others is after all that of others. I am quite satisfied to glimpse a ray of the Dao's light and shadow from this battle. To continue watching might affect my own path of cultivation. Too much or too little is not a blessing!"
