Beneath Square Inch Mountain, Daoist Title Bodhi!

After bidding farewell to Capital City, Qi WuHuo took the child wandering from place to place, visiting Mountain Gods and seeking out Earth Gods. They traveled from south to north, seeing many sights along the way. The child asked who they would visit next, but Qi WuHuo did not answer directly. He simply led him onward, one step at a time.

The first step had taken them out of the city they had been in; the second had carried them ten thousand li away. Snowflakes drifted down from the sky once more, fluttering gently to earth. The child reached out and caught the flakes, eyes wide with delight. Looking into the distance, he saw mountains thrusting up across the land, their steep, jagged peaks as sharp as spears and swords, sending a chill through him.

The child's eyes widened. "This place is..."

"This is where an old friend of mine lives in seclusion."

The black-robed Emperor Lord led him over the craggy rocks and earth. "He was an old friend of mine. His talent was evident from a young age, but he lived a lonely life. His father and brothers all stood in his way, and in the end, step by step, he reached his own conclusion."

"He was the undisputed leader of the School of Military."

"A famous general of the world, the human race's King Wei Wu."

The child's eyes lit up. "I know about him!"

"Once, when I went to get something tasty to eat, I heard someone telling stories. They said King Wei Wu's eighteen riders had routed an enemy city, that the Martial King had destroyed Buddhism, and that King Wei Wu had quelled the rebellion and removed the left and right sides!" The child was endlessly curious about things that had happened before his