(The fifth Sword Come print collection had already gone on sale.)
Last year, this year, next year; spring departed and spring returned, flowers bloomed and flowers fell. It was always the Lord of the East who ruled.
A White Clad Young Man walked alone along the official road outside the capital, clutching a large handful of stinky tofu skewers in each hand and eating until his mouth was smeared with red chili oil.
The young man chewed huge mouthfuls of stinky tofu, then suddenly looked up at the Sky Curtain, his cheeks puffed out. He clicked his tongue in amazement. "Having received good news from a True Person, there can be no more doubt, in heaven or on earth."
The sky had originally shown a sparse scattering of stars around a bright moon. In an instant, the Milky Way blazed brilliantly, as though the moon had temporarily yielded its throne to a heavenly river. Yet the strange phenomenon vanished in a flash.
The Imperial Observatories of every nation had likely already caught this unusual celestial phenomenon. Before long, barring any surprise, chaos would boil up like a pot of porridge. It was destined to be a sleepless night.
Cui Dongshan curled his lip. "Just like that, the newest Fourteen Realms cultivator has come to be?"
The old scholar had probably rendered Old Immortal Yu no small favor. Otherwise, according to Cui Dongshan's deductions, Talisman Yu Xuan's opportunity for Unification of the Dao should have come only after the Three Teachings Patriarch scattered his Dao.
He raised the stinky tofu in his hand and traced the archaic character "kao" in the air.
Cui Dongshan withdrew his hand, swiftly devoured several skewers of stinky tofu, tossed away the bamboo sticks, and freed one hand to shake out the snowy-white sleeve he called