Li Changkong shook his head. "I don't know. But even if I did, I wouldn't tell you. One Duan Xiyang has already discouraged the world's martial artists by thirty percent. If news like this spread as well..."
Fang Che nodded. This was indeed a problem worth considering.
Fortunately, Duan Xiyang's dazzling radiance and the Cloud Top Weapon Compendium's immense attention had covered this point up.
Or rather, they had made it so people did not pay as much attention to it.
It was the darkness beneath the lamp.
"Go."
Li Changkong said softly, "This world isn't as simple as everyone sees, nor as shallow as everyone understands it. The path of martial arts is even less clear-cut than everyone assumes."
"If you want to see broader, more distant scenery, then keep climbing."
"Every time you climb a mountaintop that once blocked your view, you'll discover that the sky and earth in your eyes have grown even vaster."
He patted Fang Che on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Take some time to think about it, then secretly choose a secret that belongs to you alone: your lifebound weapon."
Fang Che left the office but did not return to the classroom.
Instead, he followed the paths through the courtyard and went to the nearby woods.
He leaned against a tree and closed his eyes.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows and light across his face and reminding him of the morning he had just been reborn.
Under the shifting light, shadows and bright spots filled his body and face. As the breeze blew and the leaves swayed, the shadows and spots of light on Fang Che's body flickered ceaselessly as well.
There were many shadows, covering eighty percent of his body.
The points of light were