Yuanshi's Dao Sound, imbued with supreme mysteries,
flowed like a cold spring in a secluded valley, gentle and ceaseless.
The foundational Dao Patterns condensed from Clear Radiance formed and vanished, shifted and circulated at his fingertips, their structures complex and precise,
as though they were the most direct manifestation of the world's Rules.
This was undoubtedly a great opportunity coveted by hundreds of millions of living beings in the Prehistoric World.
Yet for the little listener on the cushion,
it was like the most profound heavenly scripture. She recognized every word,
but when they were put together, it was like looking at flowers through fog—she had no idea what any of it meant.
At first, Su Miao still tried hard to widen her eyes and keep up with her Second Master's pace.
She watched those dancing patterns of light,
finding them beautiful, yet headache-inducing.
Why did this circle curve around here?
And what did that turn mean?
What was the use of putting them together?
She completely didn't understand...
Yuanshi's explanation could not have been more thorough.
He had even broken down the Great Dao Principles to the most basic level he could manage.
But alas,
the barriers of knowledge and chasms of understanding
could not be easily crossed through one-sided thoroughness alone.
His was the mindset of an Innate Divine Being.
To Su Miao, even his foundation remained a cloud-crowned peak far beyond her reach.
Moreover, although his voice was pleasant,
it was too steady, lacking any rise or fall, like the most effective lullaby.
The calming, mind-settling aura around them continued to envelop her.
Su Miao's little head began to bob again beyond her control, as though her eyelids bore a burden of a thousand pounds.
She struggled to stay awake.
She even secretly pinched her chubby little