The moment Liu Buli heard the answer, he was stunned. But he soon understood the meaning and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
How could he have selectively ignored such an important matter for so long? He had known it from the very beginning when he first read the novel. This was a story centered around a protagonist, and everything in this world revolved around him. When the Heavenly Dao approached him and spoke of such trivial matters, what other reason could there be other than for the protagonist?
Impossible.
Because apart from the protagonist, no one else or anything else deserved the Heavenly Dao's concern.
Oh, perhaps You Siqi, as the creator of this world, could possess a tiny bit of qualification for concern. However, compared to Shen Muzhi, he was slightly inferior.
Thinking this, Liu Buli suddenly felt that all the problems seemed to become reasonable and clear.
Whether it was cultivators or the ghost race, or even the future of this world, the Heavenly Dao actually didn't care. All it cared about was Shen Muzhi. It was precisely because of this that the Heavenly Dao approached Liu Buli when Shen Muzhi voluntarily resigned as the Valley Master of Medicine Master Valley.
In that novel, even near the end, Shen Muzhi steadily occupied his position as Valley Master. Even though he had participated in some activities with Liu Buli and others that were not in the novel, as long as he remained in the Valley Master's seat, it proved that the route had not been significantly altered.
But now he was no longer the Valley Master, and instead became an elder in the Pill Sect. Thus, Liu Buli's actions would essentially affect Shen Muzhi. The Heavenly Dao had clearly realized this, which was why it had panicked and sought to negotiate and converse with him.
Having quickly reached this conclusion in his mind, Liu Buli became much calmer. Stroking his chin, he continued to inquire, "Since you are so worried about your protagonist, why don't you contact him directly? Or wouldn't it be much easier and more convenient for you to control us and change our actions than to come and chat with me?"
When he raised this question, Liu Buli initially thought the Heavenly Dao would not answer him.
But unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have found an outlet for their grievances and answered him with great grievance, "Do you think I haven't contacted the protagonist? He completely ignores me! If I can't contact the Creator God, I can only come to you, a human who keeps changing the course of the world. I cannot directly interfere with your actions, nor can I influence your will. Giving you that location was already the most I could do. So I hope you behave yourself and don't push yourself to a dead end."
Having heard the same threats so many times, they had lost much of their effectiveness.
Liu Buli silently sighed in his heart, then smiled and shook his head, saying, "Don't worry, your important protagonist will not experience darkness with me. His life will surely be very bright, colorful, and full of joy. I can guarantee this, so please stop contacting me. I don't want to hear your voice, nor do I need to make any further deals with you. Honestly, communicating with you is quite strange. Fearing that my foolish disciple might worry, let's block each other from now on."
After all, he had asked everything he needed to ask. Based on the Heavenly Dao's explanations, Liu Buli didn't feel there was anything to worry about. While discarding someone after they were no longer useful was a bit unpleasant, Liu Buli felt it was quite normal when dealing with the Heavenly Dao.
After all, from the very beginning, they had a relationship of mutual exploitation.
Now that the exploitation was over, and he was unilaterally cutting off contact, there was indeed nothing wrong with it.
Thinking this, Liu Buli stroked his chin again.
Then, a satisfied smile spread across his face. He wondered what consequences the Heavenly Dao, which existed for the protagonist, would face if it knew about their conversation today. Would it try to find a way to severely punish him, this madman who had deceived the Heavenly Dao?
The more Liu Buli thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Unfortunately, even knowing that such a situation might occur, he had no intention of changing his mind.
In the following period, no matter how the Heavenly Dao tried to communicate with him, Liu Buli maintained a state of non-response. Furthermore, after he actively moved away from the cave again, ensuring his thoughts were no longer disturbed, Liu Buli discovered that the Heavenly Dao's voice could no longer appear in his mind.
It seemed that, like another "Liu Buli," they only appeared when his consciousness was weak. As long as he could maintain his state of mind and not waver, neither of those voices could appear in his mind.
This realization made Liu Buli very satisfied. However, at the same time, he was seriously considering whether he should make some preparations, or perhaps refine some elixirs that could strengthen his spirit. After all, the things he was about to do were definitely enough to make the Heavenly Dao go mad. If he truly angered it and the Heavenly Dao constantly spoke to him in his mind, although it wouldn't cause him any particularly severe harm, it would certainly be extremely annoying.
With these thoughts in mind, Liu Buli pondered for a while longer, then decisively took out his communication tool and sent a message to Shen Muzhi and the others. The communication methods in the cultivation world were certainly not as convenient as modern ones; it was merely a signal, incapable of transmitting words or real-time communication. However, based on their many years of friendship, Liu Buli was confident that once those two saw his message, they would understand his intentions. And all he needed to do was to continue waiting quietly.
Lu Wuming's absorption of those energies took longer than expected. Liu Buli waited in the snow mountain for nearly a month. From initially sitting there in a daze, he eventually began to meditate and cultivate himself. He waited and waited, and finally, during another full moon, Liu Buli sensed Lu Wuming's aura again.
The other party walked towards him quietly, and Liu Buli quickly went to meet him.
He had expected Lu Wuming to snuggle up to him as usual, but unexpectedly, as Lu Wuming approached, his body swayed, and he collapsed into Liu Buli's arms, losing consciousness.