In the blink of an eye, the next day had arrived.
This was Jiang Bei's second day of training within Cangtian Waterfall.
Inside the Sacred Hall, within Huang Su's estate.
Huang Su sat alone by the pool, drinking tea, his gaze profound.
His eyes rested on several golden carp leisurely swishing their tails in the pond. A trace of weariness filled his gaze as he murmured in a low voice:
"Tong'er, for all these decades, I have been like a wild beast trapped amid thorns of hatred, knowing only how to charge forward. My heart and eyes were filled with nothing but growing stronger, seeking justice for you all. But time wears down people, and it wears down hearts. Now I see clearly that our enemies are no longer what they once were. Their power has taken shape, their roots run deep, tangled and intertwined. Even if I exhausted these old bones and seized the opportunity of Cangtian Waterfall's tempering, it would be but a cup of water against a cartload of firewood. I could not shake that mountain."
He paused, and a glimmer of light flashed through his eyes:
"So, I made a decision. I gave Jiang Bei the opportunity at Cangtian Waterfall. That boy is the most extraordinary inborn talent, the most tenacious-hearted seedling I have ever seen in my life. His future is boundless. Only in his hands will this opportunity not be like a pearl cast into darkness; only then will it be put to its fullest use. As for me..."
Huang Su lifted the tea that had long since gone cold and drained it in one gulp:
"Once I settle matters here and have no more worries behind me, I will go find you. Even if I must stake this broken body of mine, even