People always leave traces behind; when events pass, they always leave marks.
The traces of all things possessed a life force of their own, and they often stirred Tai Yin's emotions.
From a very young age, he had been able to see their existence and stir the spirituality within those traces. Thus, he had been regarded as a genius of the array arts, standing out among his peers, and was brought to great uncle Tai Hua's side for personal instruction.
A Current Era True Lord's time was naturally precious, especially one like Tai Hua, a True Lord of the array arts who could be called the "patchman" of Great Xia's entire national defense. Every aspect of it depended on him.
Yet even so, Tai Hua had never relaxed in Tai Yin's studies.
From childhood to adulthood, his performance in every regard had been nearly flawless. As Xia Kingdom's foremost prodigy, he had always been regarded as True Lord Tai Hua's successor—the hope of the Tai Clan's rise to become Great Xia's foremost Name Gate.
But in truth... he had never wanted to become a second Tai Hua.
His ideals were the ideals people believed he ought to have. His path was the optimal path great uncle Tai Hua had laid out for him.
And naturally, he had believed that he was walking the most correct path in life.
Until, in the Mountain and Sea Realm, that unfamiliar, flamboyant man knocked him down with a single spear thrust.
He could accept losing to Chongxuan Zun. There was an essential gap between Xia Kingdom and Qi State; it was not as though he did not understand that. He truly had given it his all, and he truly could not cross that chasm of strength.
Xia Kingdom's number one was indeed nothing much