Many years ago.
Wei He had already heard of True Persons, Ming Gan, and the real.
At that time, he had thought everything was like the cultivation, immortals, and transcendent beings he had heard of in his previous life.
He had thought the real world was a strange, immortal-chivalric realm filled with Daoist arts, demons, and monsters.
But now, he knew he had been wrong.
Click.
The door slowly opened.
Wei He looked ahead.
Bloodshot veins slowly spread around his pupils. Dense as smoke, they flowed and coiled within his eyes without ever taking shape.
Light streamed in from outside the door.
It was slightly dazzling.
Wei He narrowed his eyes, allowing them to adjust to the light.
Long ago, he had touched many things with his left hand.
In his hyperperception state, many things his left hand could feel were somewhat different from what he had imagined.
To be precise, they were completely different.
Thus, he had held certain guesses and fantasies in his heart.
And now, he stepped out of the meditation chamber.
Inside the meditation chamber, his vast Returning True Force had spread without end, purifying and driving away everything that did not belong to Returning True Force.
Thus, while inside, he had been unable to see anything.
Only after coming out.
Wei He blinked, pulling the door fully open, wider still.
A faint breeze drifted in, brushing over his cheeks and bringing waves of fresh coolness.
The Wei Mansion had now moved to Tianhai Island.
Though the island was large, its land was limited. It was impossible for them to allot him too much space.
Thus, the Wei Mansion consisted of only one large courtyard residence.
There were more than ten rooms within, housing Wei He's family, Wan Qingqing and her son, as well as several