The instant Su Qing died, Gu Qingshan noticed something first.
The stream was flowing backward.
Gu Qingshan was certain that no one nearby had cast a spell.
He raised his head and looked at the sky.
It was noon, but the blazing sun was rapidly sinking toward the east.
The sky grew dim.
Time retreated from noon to morning.
Dawn arrived, then was swallowed by night.
Beneath the pitch-black sky, Pale Moon emerged from the clouds, spilling a hazy moonlight over the earth.
The moon rose and set.
Daylight once more drove away the darkness.
The sunset was infinitely beautiful.
At dusk, the sky was awash with rosy clouds, but the deep-red setting sun flew backward into the sky, growing brighter and brighter until it hung high in the very middle of the heavens, blazing with light.
Noon.
Noon once again.
Gu Qingshan didn't move for a moment. He simply watched his surroundings with caution.
The stream resumed its normal course, rushing down the hillside.
Su Qing's body suddenly disappeared.
A streak of fire flew in from the distant sky and landed squarely in front of Gu Qingshan.
The moment Gu Qingshan caught the Communication Talisman, a tense voice rang out from within:
"Su Qing, it's been confirmed. Tomorrow morning, the Discipline Elder is going to tell everyone about you!"
Su... Qing?
How had I really become Su Qing?
Gu Qingshan tossed aside the Communication Talisman, opened his hand, and looked at the jade slip.
—This was the jade slip Su Qing had left him before he died.
According to Su Qing, this jade slip could help him.
Gu Qingshan stirred the Spiritual Power in his dantian and activated the jade slip.
The next moment, Su Qing's voice came from within it:
"Fellow Daoist Gu, you must listen carefully to