Heavenly Rank Combat Skill

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Heng suddenly realized that it had truly been like a dream. Those scenes that had once seemed so clear rapidly blurred, until he gradually could no longer remember anything. Only a vague outline remained.

Yet for some reason, although he seemed to have forgotten most of it, he also seemed to have understood something—while at the same time gaining nothing at all.

"There are far too many things in this world that we cannot control. But there will always be some things we can control. Child, work hard! Control what can be controlled, and do not leave yourself with regrets."

Hearing the old man's voice, Xiao Heng respectfully bowed and solemnly said, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior."

This time, the old man did not stop Xiao Heng. He merely smiled and said, "All right, that's enough. I won't delay your search any longer. Hehe... when one gets old, one tends to talk too much. I just hope you don't find me bothersome."

"Farewell, Senior!" Xiao Heng did not raise his head. The old man chuckled and patted Xiao Heng on the shoulder before his figure vanished from where he stood.

When Xiao Heng raised his head, he was the only one left in that dark space resembling a starry sky. Looking at the few stars scattered overhead, Xiao Heng stretched out his hand, then closed his eyes.

Sometimes, luck was important too.

Within the starry sky, a bright star trembled slightly before descending. It eventually arrived beside Xiao Heng, circled him twice, and turned into a thumb-sized sphere of light before shooting directly into his forehead.

In an instant, an additional person appeared in Xiao Heng's mind. He could not make out the person's face, nor even what clothes he wore. The