"How long had it been?"
Before Qing Xue could fly into a rage, Wang Wu finally changed the subject. Still, the old lady wanting to hold a grandchild was also a fact.
"Fifty years." Qing Xue quickly calmed down as well, but she unusually stepped forward and straightened Wang Wu's collar, her expression composed.
Wang Wu froze, nearly overlooking that water-like tenderness.
Fifty years—he had only felt as if several days had passed.
What about Yu Sheng's personal grudge duel?
And those three hundred Three Calamities Long Sails—he had not dealt with them yet.
"I told you, there was no need to worry about anything else. Ever since my master emerged from seclusion, all those demons, ghosts, and jumping clowns immediately lowered their banners and fell silent. Needless to say, Yu Sheng never showed himself from beginning to end."
"Also, congratulations. Your Minor Path has reached completion."
"What? But I didn't feel anything!"
Wang Wu was somewhat dazed. What was the standard for a Minor Path reaching completion?
"What did you expect to feel? Did you want a ceremony, or perhaps some dowry? The Great Path mends Heaven, the Middle Path mends momentum, and the Minor Path mends the self. What did you think 'mending' meant?"
"Mending is, in truth, completion—meaning without flaws. The Minor Path is one's personal path, as well as the path of self-awareness and self-control. It does not depend on external things, but on your inner understanding."
"Of course, one very common and widely recognized state of Minor Path completion is entering seclusion without knowing the passage of time, losing oneself in cultivation."
"Once one entered meditation, decades, centuries, even millennia could pass in the blink of an eye."
"This came from the stability of one's inner understanding—no heart demons, no causes, no fruits!"
"Because at