The evening breeze carried the smoke and fire of common life as it slowly drifted through the streets and alleys of Taicang City.
A clear river wound through the city, its flowing waters gleaming with a dim, shadowy light as it quietly cleaved the entire city in two.
Stone embankments lined both shores in staggered rows. Street-facing towers hung with colorful lanterns, their warm yellow halos spilling down and reflecting upon the river, swaying gently with the tiny ripples until they were kneaded into a river of shattered liquid gold.
Vendors crowded the banks, cooking smoke curled upward, and voices clamorously rose and fell.
All Walks of Life gathered in this city, yet it was remarkably peaceful. There had to be powerful figures stationed here, leaving no one daring to act recklessly.
Qin He walked forward at an unhurried pace, his steps relaxed. Though he appeared to be strolling casually, most of his mind had sunk into his sea of consciousness.
His sea of consciousness filled with Merit no longer resembled what it once had.
Fine golden glimmers blanketed the heavens in dense profusion. Countless prayers from mortals became specks of stardust, clinging together and converging into a boundless, dazzling golden sea of stars.
The sea of stars surged and rolled, gathering into a vast, heavy ocean of Merit. Warm golden light flowed slowly within it, devoid of sharp, oppressive might, leaving only a tranquil peace that embraced all things.
Qin He's gaze shifted faintly, and he quietly sighed within.
The Obsession of all living beings had always run deep.
When he had casually spread the Dao in the past, the cultivation insights and methods of finding peace that he had scattered could not even be counted as a drop in the ocean.
Over this long stretch of time, he