One flower, one world. One leaf, one bodhi.
Chu Huaixu still couldn't quite wrap his head around it—had he transmigrated into a game, or had the game become a whole world now?
"Will there still be those idiotic players dropping in later on?" he wondered to himself.
This is really hard to figure out...
Chu Huaixu shut down the system, sent his intent into the Black Bead, fished out the freshly baked batch of ten Qi Gathering Pills, then started refining the next batch.
"Forget it, now's not the time to think about all that."
"Right now, I should be focusing on the East and West Continent Competition."
Secretly, he was a bit dissatisfied about this inside.
Earlier, he and Big Ice Cube had gone to Old Niu's courtyard, and after chatting with him, the two finally got why—even geniuses in the Daoist Sect have to start off as Registered Disciples.
