The night was frighteningly dark—not only because clouds obscured the stars, but also because talk of the terrifying future was growing ever more intense. The saying "the mountain rain comes, and the wind fills the tower" probably captured the mood perfectly.
The Celestial Master Temple, neighboring Yuan Tianzong, had also begun to take action.
Many disciples had been sent into the woods near the temple to observe from a distance, seemingly surveying the mountains and terrain.
Before long, Xue Ding arrived, though he hadn't delivered food for many days and had been out of contact.
Bone was delighted to see "the best person in the world," Xiao Ya, again. He was so hospitable that he wanted to break off one of his own ribs and roast it for her. If Yuan Tianzong hadn't known that Bone was not of sound mind, he might have suspected him of being a pervert who liked little girls.
"Senior Yuan."
At the sight of Xue Ding, Yuan Tianzong immediately noticed that the young man's state of mind had once again become troubled. He said nothing.
There was no need to bring it up a second time. Xue Ding already understood it clearly himself.
"Senior Yuan, I've come with a bold invitation. I hope you'll stay at the Celestial Master Temple."
"Why?" Yuan Tianzong asked, guessing that the invitation might have something to do with all the online discussion about the terrifying future.
Xue Ding knew what Yuan Tianzong was like, so he spoke plainly. "The sects have been sharing news. My grandmaster has some connections and received a few hints. The ongoing changes in heaven and earth may undergo a qualitative shift in the near future. The terrifying future predicted by the Mad Daoist may also arrive then."
"After the divine smoke appeared, living