Mu Bai sat by the edge of a cliff, silently lost in thought.
He could not understand why, overnight, the sect that had resisted the Black Cloud Sect for three full years had decided to submit.
Nor could he understand why his fellow disciples were happy about submitting.
He hugged the long saber on his back to his chest.
In the past, even when his mind was unsettled, holding his saber would calm his heart.
But today...
He could not do it.
His heart was in turmoil.
The sect was his home, and he would rather die than submit to the enemy. Yet now... the sect had submitted first!
It reminded Mu Bai of a joke from the mortal world:
Your subjects are preparing to fight to the death—why has Your Majesty surrendered first?
Mu Bai had never imagined such a thing would happen to him.
For a time, he felt rather lost as well.
Within the distant sea of clouds, Su Yi sat casually, drinking from a wine jug.
This was within the Kaiyuan Dao Sect, where forbidden formations layered upon formations.
Yet Su Yi's arrival drew no notice whatsoever. Even Mu Bai, only a hundred zhang away, had not detected him.
"My lord, this child's mind is unsettled. That is not a good sign."
The Heaven Hatred Blade transmitted its voice.
"Indeed. To him as he is now, everything that happened today is already a towering problem."
Su Yi said, "But he must cross this hurdle himself. Only then can he deeply understand that the affairs of this world cannot be divided by something as simple as good and evil, black and white."
The Heaven Hatred Blade did not understand. "But if he no longer upholds the Dao of Black and White, Good and Evil, would that not