So, Lord Serpent of Fate had been right: people could never transcend the limits of their own perspectives.
As the one involved, Wisdom Creator seemed to be proving the earlier assessment that "a mediocre person is just mediocre" correct.
The first time he reached Depth Two, he'd only dared to cower behind a door, claiming his notes had brought him close to the answer.
At Depth Three, it had looked like he'd finally made a breakthrough. But in essence, he'd been no more than a puppet on strings. It had all been an illusion.
By comparison, Tool Person A Fei had shown just how much real substance there was to swordsmanship...
Of course, whatever else happened, the parting had been quite harmonious.
In return, Fu Qian had kept to the regular route instead of walking through walls or smashing through houses. As he went, he took in the orderly arrangement of crystals around him.
His thoughts on Wisdom Creator's true nature seemed to have made some headway.
But as the old saying went, the more you knew, the less you knew.
If the earlier conjectures held any water, then the focus now had to shift to the crystalline lake beneath his feet... or the Inverted Lake.
The material used for weaving came from it, so was it the source of the very concept of crystals?
At first glance, that logic seemed sound. But one shouldn't forget what they'd established about the true nature of crystals: they were highly condensed pollution and error, the 3D-printing material of the supernatural world.
Had the Inverted Lake always been a crystalline lake?
Could crystallization be an error for the Inverted Lake, too? Was it itself some kind of reconstructed version?
This wasn't baseless speculation or an attempt to sound provocative.
Fu Qian had more