Behind the side hall where Qingyang was recuperating, there was an exquisite little garden.

Amidst the flowing water under the small bridge and the flying waterfall of flowers, there were four or five stone piers stacked next to a huge rock. Chu Tian and Qingyang sat next to the stone piers. Two smart and beautiful girls served them fragrant tea and pine nuts, lit a burner of incense about ten feet away, and then retreated quietly.

Chu Tian sat beside the boulder, listening quietly to Qingyang talking there.

Qingyang was like a storyteller, sitting with his legs crossed and waving a folding fan, easily saying things that were enough to shake up the world and scare countless people to death.

"The three ancestors are still very sentimental. Even if they raise a dog for a long time, they will develop feelings for it. Even if it gets sick, they will not be willing to kill it easily."

"So, we gave them a chance. Really, in the past 100,000 years, we gave them countless chances. We tried to get them to clean up their family traditions and discipline their disciples."

"But it's useless! They continue to be extravagant and extravagant as they should be; they still ignore the rules as they should be; they still don't seek to make progress as they should be... They have done countless terrible things."

With a heavy sigh, Qingyang shook his head helplessly, a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

"The ancestor himself admitted that perhaps the materials used to create them were not very good. They inherited some not-so-good... 'factors' in their blood!"

"As they multiplied from generation to generation, the number of their people gradually increased, and the origin blood given to them by the three ancestors gradually became thinner. The bad 'factors' in their blood gradually exerted their power. So it is obvious that these guys are getting worse and worse with each generation. A million years ago, they were actually a bit unsightly."

"It's because of our old friendship that the ancestors have tolerated them for so many years. But, we can't tolerate it anymore." Qingyang raised his folding fan and drew a circle towards the vast world: "The cultivation resources of the entire world, although we are constantly plundering resources in the outer battlefield and feeding them back to this world, the cultivation resources of this world are always limited."

"Using limited resources to feed unlimited waste? The three ancestors are so wise and sage. Feeding waste is not something you can do."

"This world is the foundation that we have built after risking our lives and fighting the gods of heaven and earth for billions of years."

Qingyang tapped his knees heavily with the folding fan in his hand. He looked up at the sky, a complex emotion flashing through his mind: "So many brothers and sisters, so many fellow disciples have perished like this, their souls have been scattered, and no remains are left. The foundation forged with blood and flesh cannot be destroyed like this."

"So, they were all cleared out?" Chu Tian held the teacup in both hands and asked Qingyang seriously, "Their elders?"

Chu Tian looked at Qing Yang curiously: "If their origin bloodline gradually became thinner, the bad factors in the bloodline took effect, making them gradually become unsightly. But what about their elders?"

Qingyang looked at Chu Tian and spread his hands helplessly: "It's getting worse!"

After a moment of silence, Qing Yang said calmly, "The ancestors of their families and clans are becoming stronger and stronger, and their realms are becoming higher and higher. The evil 'factors' in their bloodlines have a destructive power that is much stronger than these rubbish."

“A million years ago!” Qingyang snorted coldly, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes: “In the outer battlefield, when the three ancestors were personally in charge and fighting against powerful enemies, some of these guys actually wanted to imitate the deeds of the gods in the past and plot against the three ancestors!”

"It was at that time that the three ancestors had their minds set on this." A sharp light flashed in Qingyang's eyes, and his whole body was instantly filled with a murderous intent. He lowered his voice and said word by word: "Those traitors were certainly killed, but our vitality was also severely damaged."

Angrily slapping his palms with his folding fan, Qingyang frowned and said, "If it weren't for that incident, with the power of our Three Immortal Sect, we could deal with the Dark Horn Clan. Why would we need to form an alliance with the forces behind that idiot Yinghuo Tianzhu?"

Chu Tian roughly understood the cause and effect of this matter. Chu Tian did not think that the Lord of Mars was very powerful. Moreover, this guy was very poor and did not have any powerful treasures on him, which meant that the force behind him did not seem to be very strong either.

Chu Tian was still wondering why the Celestial Clan wanted to form an alliance with the forces represented by the Lord of Mars. It seemed like this was the reason.

"The causes and consequences are quite complicated, and I am too lazy to explain them in detail here. In short, you have to understand one thing, these wastes must be destroyed." Qingyang said calmly: "The three ancestors have already designed perfect creations to replace them, so they must be destroyed."

"You are not qualified to know these things. But you are the one chosen by Luo'er, so your status is different." Qingyang said meaningfully: "Luo'er is different. She is loved and valued by the three ancestors. You are the retainer chosen by Luo'er, so you are qualified to know some real inside stories, so that you can serve Luo'er better."

"Compared with Luo'er and Zi Tianzun..." Chu Tian asked this question curiously.

"Zi Tianzun!" Qingyang looked at Chu Tian with sarcasm. He said in a cold voice: "The Dao Clan and the Fa Clan are just creations of the three ancestors. Only the Zi Clan has the real pure blood of the ancestors. Zi Tianzun's mother is Dao Lingli. Do you think that he, who has half the blood of creation, is qualified to be compared with Luo'er?"

Chu Tian opened his mouth but couldn't say anything for a long time.

No wonder Qingyang could destroy Dao Linglin’s physical body in public. In their hearts, Dao Linglin and the Dao clan behind Dao Linglin were actually nothing at all!

Qingyang's tone became very cold: "It's good that you understand this truth. Creation is creation, and it is not qualified to be compared with the Creator. Whether it is Zi Tianzun or Dao Lingli, they are more often just a figurehead. Do you really think that Zi Tianzun is qualified to inherit the Zi Clan?"

Without waiting for Chu Tian to speak, Qing Yang said lightly: "When he reaches adulthood, according to the rules set by the ancestors, only the descendants of the Purple Clan who enter the Tianwai battlefield are qualified to inherit the position of the head of the Purple Clan... If Zi Tianzun can live to that time, he will naturally perish in the Tianwai battlefield."

Chu Tian said nothing more. The water here was too deep and seemed too dark.

He didn't want to listen any more. Anyway, as long as Luo'er was fine, that was all that mattered.

Qingyang became interested. He looked at Chu Tian seriously and asked, "After listening to these things, with your intelligence, you should be able to guess the causes and consequences of some things. So, let me ask you a question."

Chu Tian perked up and looked at Qingyang seriously: "Excuse me?"

Qingyang smiled, clapped his hands and asked with a smile: "So, why are there so few alchemists in the Fallen Star Ocean? Even skilled weapon refiners and formation refiners seem to be in short supply?"