The instinct for survival forced me to think rapidly. I had to calm this hot-tempered mother of mine down, otherwise she might kick me at any moment. Though she couldn't kill me with it, it certainly hurt.
So, turning my clever little mind, I came up with a plan and said to my mother, "Mother, you're missing the bigger picture here. The Immortal Realm is fine and dandy, but it's not your turf. The Immortal Realm belongs to everyone; you don't have exclusive rights to it. Sure, our Lower Realm isn't much to look at, right?
"But whatever belongs to me, your son, belongs to you. Look around our territory—who would dare say no to you here? Even if the place is small, it is entirely your own. What belongs to you is always the best. No matter how nice someone else's things are, they still belong to someone else.
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