Side Story: The Great Thousand Worlds / Side Story: The Awakening of Spirit

There was a saying: Do things that you will not regret.

But in truth, that was impossible.

All a person could do was stand firm—firmer still—in their choices. As for whether they would regret them later, who could guarantee that?

All right, thank you once again for reading this far.

Taqing Shu, with gratitude!

Extra: The Great Thousand World

Great Thousand World.

Fenglin Village.

The moon hung over the treetops, spilling down its bright, silvery radiance.

Old Man Han made his way through the maple forest, a basket of medicinal herbs from this trip strapped to his back. Humming a mountain tune, he headed home.

He was an old physician in Fenglin Village, though his skills were far from professional. Treating the villagers' bruises and sprains was about the limit of his abilities.

For anything more serious, they still had to visit the village clinic.

Since his business was usually poor, Old Man Han would sell the herbs he gathered from the mountains to professional physicians in exchange for a little spare cash.

Old Man Han was a drunkard. Whenever he had money, he bought wine. After all these years, he had not saved much at all.

Traveling at night was the most dangerous.

Yet some medicinal herbs only bloomed at night and were valuable only if picked at specific times.

To earn a little more wine money, Old Man Han had no qualms about risking his life for such dangerous work.

However, on this ordinary night, Old Man Han suddenly heard the cry of an infant drifting through the woods.

The cry was loud and piercing, carrying the clear innocence of a child.

Old Man Han's heart skipped a beat.

Could this be one of those Demonic Beasts in the mountains that used crying to lure people in?

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