Ye Tian's heart was burdened with guilt that could not be dissolved. As for Zhong Wan, though he knew everything, he could not stop it and could do nothing at all. He even had to help Immortal Lord Qian Yi fan the flames!
Looking at Zhong Wan as she cultivated silently, Ye Tian saw that she was even younger now. To put it plainly, she still looked like a little child—thinner and smaller than she would be in the future, making the Daoist robe on her seem incomparably oversized.
As Ye Tian watched, his eyes slowly narrowed.
Perhaps it was because he had been powerless to change that unbearable ending in the real world. Perhaps it was because, after entering this illusion, he had personally witnessed what Zhong Wan had suffered.
The anger that had accumulated in Ye Tian's heart slowly began to burn.
He shot to his feet.
Zhong Wan turned her head and looked up at Ye Tian with curious eyes. "What is it?"
Ye Tian said seriously:
"The real world indeed rarely has a perfect ending."
"But this is not the real world!"
"Must we endure such humiliation all over again here?"
As he spoke, Ye Tian walked toward the door.
"You wait here!"
Imperial Teaching Mountain was enormous.
Apart from the many public buildings of the Imperial Teaching Academy used for gatherings, deliberations, study, and the like, thousands of disciples each possessed independent cave abodes amid the vast mountains, where they lived and cultivated.
Every cave abode had been specially established by the Imperial Teaching Academy and was uniformly assigned to disciples after they entered. Each contained formations and spiritual veins, making cultivation within twice as effective with half the effort.
This was also why most disciples strove on the surface to become the Imperial Preceptor's