They chatted casually as they walked.
For the most part, Old Monk Kongxin did the talking, while Jiang Qiao mostly listened in silence. Occasionally, he would bring up some secret lore from the Supernatural World, all of it drawn from Durahan's records.
They hit it off wonderfully, and before they knew it, time had flown by.
Because they were not using any special abilities to hurry along, the three had only just reached halfway up the mountain by the time the sun began to set.
"There are too many secrets in the supernatural circle."
"If you examine any one of them carefully, you can find something terrifying hidden within."
"It gives people both the fear of having no solid ground beneath their feet and the irresistible curiosity to explore the truth by any means necessary."
"Sigh."
"This old monk has lived in vain for several decades and seen too many people meet with disaster while investigating the supernatural."
Master Kong Xin wore a deeply emotional expression.
"Master, why do we have to investigate the mysteries of the supernatural? Can't we just live our lives properly? I've heard some people who lived to be a hundred explain that they reached such an age because they didn't like meddling in other people's business."
Little Monk Yongse cut in.
"You don't understand." The old monk rubbed the little monk's bald head and said with a kindly look, "The supernatural is constantly eroding this world, so everyone will inevitably have to deal with it."
"Only by investigating its secrets can we survive better in the future. It's merely preparing for a rainy day and planning ahead."
"I don't think that's right." The little monk clearly disagreed.
"Investigating the supernatural can certainly grant you knowledge, but it's also full of danger. You might die and