Mr. Longjing

"Actually, when I look at this bridge, why does it feel like entering a higher dimension?"

All along the way, Hu Ma had been mulling it over in silence.

He had only gone up onto the bridge and taken a look, but the experience had been so novel, so unprecedented, that he had spent a long time savoring it afterward.

What he had seen in that glimpse could no longer be described in concrete words. He could see the causes that came before, see how much weight he carried in this world, and see what kind of impact he could have on it. It was clear, yet subtle.

It was like living in a daze, muddling through the world, until one day your mind suddenly opened and everything became clear. You understood every human interaction, every dispute and entanglement.

A Reincarnator could easily grasp this state using the concept of higher dimensions. The people of this world had no idea what a higher dimension was, but there were still gifted minds among them, so they had come up with the idea of "ascending the bridge" to help people understand?

Actually, they were all remarkable people.

Was the path they had chosen really so worthless?

From Old Abacus's account, it seemed that ascending the bridge was a dead end. But Hu Ma did not entirely trust the Great Luo Dharma Sect's description.

After all, Old Lord's Eyebrow, Mr. Longjing, and the others had such great abilities. Hadn't they chosen the way of ascending the bridge, too?

As he sank into thought, the carriage he was riding in had already rolled forward amid drums and gongs, meeting the wedding procession head-on. Red and white intertwined in an instant, creating a strangely beautiful sight.

Normally, a wedding procession would make way when it