Night. The dark night was silent and long, as if the black thread stretched on with no end in sight.
Hua Dou sat quietly on the bed, carefully sensing the Origin Power within him. Perhaps he had expended too much; now he could not draw on even the slightest bit of power, and he felt utterly dejected.
When someone who possessed immense power suddenly lost the strength to destroy heaven and earth, it was like an ordinary person suddenly going blind: helplessness, frustration, and lamenting heaven's unfairness. Although Hua Dou had seen through life and death, these negative emotions still affected him from time to time.
Just then, faint footsteps sounded outside the door. Though Hua Dou had lost his power, his Spiritual Sense remained quite strong. He could clearly feel the innkeeper pacing in front of his room.
Hua Dou smiled bitterly to himself. Could this be a robber's inn? It doesn't look like I have anything worth stealing. He had long since realized that the innkeeper was no ordinary shopkeeper.
Hua Dou gave a light cough. The footsteps pacing outside the door stopped abruptly, and then the innkeeper's voice came from outside. "Sir, are you still awake?"
Hua Dou said, "What is it, shopkeeper? Come in and speak."
The door was pushed open hurriedly, and the shopkeeper appeared. To Hua Dou's astonishment, the man immediately fell to his knees. Hua Dou leaped up and quickly helped him to his feet. "What are you doing, shopkeeper?"
The shopkeeper said, "I beg you to save me, sir."
Hua Dou looked the shopkeeper over carefully. "You're young and strong, and you don't seem ill. What do you mean, asking me to save you?"
"Sir, you're a master of the Dao. Only you can save us."
Hua Dou smiled bitterly. "I'm no