The Snake Immortal, having once been closely connected to Grandmaster Fuyang and cultivated for so many years, went straight to the heart of the issue. Yet, while Song You listened, he didn’t dwell too much on these points. Accepting the tea the Snake Immortal offered, he asked directly, “Then, in your opinion, what is the root of the problem?”0

“The root of the problem?”0

“Yes,” Song You said, holding the tea. “You forged ties with Grandmaster Fuyang during times of chaos, encountered many gods, and cultivated for years. You were even granted the title of Snake Immortal by the Great Yan imperial family, with people from the lower mountains coming to worship you. Your understanding of gods and your experiences far exceed mine. 0

“You are also one of the few elders of my sect left in the world. So I’d like to ask your perspective: Why does the Heavenly Palace frequently harbor gods who fail to act like gods, neglect their duties, and instead sow chaos in the mortal realm? In your view, what is the fundamental issue?”0

The Snake Immortal glanced at him. “It seems you have some thoughts of your own.”0

“Indeed,” Song You replied after a sip of tea. “Since coming down the mountain, I’ve encountered many incidents that make me feel the problems with the Heavenly Palace and its gods go beyond this. Without addressing these issues at their core, we will never fully rid ourselves of fallen gods.”0

“What’s your take on it?”0

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