Based on past experience, Jun Changxiao could more or less conclude that whenever he bought a fragmentary scroll, it had definitely been stolen from somewhere else—like Flower Rose from Scroll Two, or the Black and White Rakshasas from Scroll Three.
But what about Fragmentary Scroll One?
There should have been a victim for that too, right?
Today, when He Wudi revealed part of his story, a mystery that had lingered for years was finally solved. So he had been the very first unlucky bastard!
"Fate!"
The system said, "This is fate!"
"Pah!"
Jun Changxiao said, "Someone's max-level account got wiped because of you!"
"But the host benefited!" the system said.
"I didn't know!"
In this matter, Jun Changxiao truly could not be said to bear much blame. After all, he had no idea the Mall had such a trap-filled design. If he had known, he definitely would have... There were no ifs.
"Later, I came to understand."
He Wudi said, "The disappearance of the fragmentary scroll was also an opportunity. Without it, I would not have joined the sect created by Senior Xuan and pursued the deeper mysteries of Martial Dao."
Truthfully, falling from a higher world into a lower one and having his realm and Cultivation completely wiped out was something most people would never be able to endure. He had certainly suffered at first, but only after joining the Eternal Sect did he gain a deeper understanding.
Opportunity.
All of this was opportunity.
He Wudi even often wondered whether finding the fragmentary scroll and coming to the Starfall Continent had all been arranged by Senior Xuan in the unseen workings of fate.
Some might say he was reading far too much into it.
But in truth, once one's Cultivation reached a certain level, one became deeply inclined to