Chen Wuya's hand was still inside his robes, Dragon's Ambergris pressed against his chest, its warmth not yet faded. Bai Zhi leaned against his shoulder, her breathing soft and steady, as though she were deeply asleep. Mo Feng crouched by the shore, fiddling with the wooden box in his hands, while Xuanming stood at the pool's edge, staring motionlessly at the water.
The air was still, broken only by the soft sound of ripples lapping against stone.
Just then, a thread of blue light descended from a crack in the ceiling. It was not dazzling, yet it lit up the entire cave for an instant. The light drifted down, stopped before Chen Wuya, and condensed into a jade slip that floated in midair.
He looked up, then reached out and took it.
The moment the jade slip entered his hand, it opened on its own. An aged, trembling voice emerged. "Wuya... I know you have entered the Heart Abyss. Today, I bestow the complete martial arts legacy upon one destined to receive it."
As the voice faded, the jade slip dissolved into motes of light and scattered through the air. A phantom ancient tome appeared, its cover bearing the six words: "Complete Penglai Martial Codex." Its pages began turning by themselves.
Chen Wuya stared at the book without speaking.
[Detected martial arts sharing the same origin as Canglang Art—Sea-Overturning Chapter and Dragon-Capturing Hand. Fuse them? Cost: 5000 Misaligned Force points.]
He lowered his gaze to Bai Zhi, who was still unconscious, then looked at the Dragon's Ambergris in his hand. His heart beat a little faster—not from nervousness, but because something indescribable was surging within him.
He smiled and confirmed it.
"Since this is a path forged through mistakes, then I'll make one more mistake."
The instant the