Zhang Fusheng responded with a hum, gazing at the Northern Emperor, and suddenly changed the subject:
"Then, Fellow Daoist Northern Emperor, what do you think the Three Pristine Ones ultimately want to use me for?"
"At what point in my journey will I have fulfilled the requirements of the Three Pristine Ones, and be taken by them to prove that 'Tao Fruit' position?"
The Northern Emperor shook his head again, his gaze deep and solemn, speaking softly:
"Fellow Daoist Fusheng, it's the same old story, you must investigate these things yourself, you and us... are different."
Zhang Fusheng's expression shifted slightly:
"In what way are we different?"
The Northern Emperor was silent for a moment, then said quietly:
"We have all long existed within the scheming of the Supremes for many, many years."
"And you, perhaps for the first time, have entered the vision of the Supremes, you... have not yet been arranged for everything."
"In other words, you are a variable."
