Having heard from his mother all the details that were left unclear in the *Ancient Records*, Zhou Tieyi felt satisfied. He turned his gaze toward the new sprout resting in the dew-collecting plate.
The stories of the Nine Gods, the Five Emperors, and the Three Sages were just stories for now; there was no point in wearing himself out trying to fathom them. After all, they were as unreachable as the sun and the moon.
Mother Zhou had shared these things because her son had grown up and needed this key information to make sound judgments. However, she refrained from offering her own subjective guesses, fearing they might cloud his discernment—she had never been good at such matters, after all.
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