I, Kong Qiu, three hundred and seventy years old, at the Primordial Spirit realm, had encountered a tribulation and was trapped between Chen Kingdom and Cai Kingdom.
Before my eyes lay barren mountains and wild ridges. Zhao Cheng was playing the qin, looking somewhat gloomy.
Around him were all his disciples, every one of them trapped here.
This was not Zhao Cheng's first time descending into this vessel. But the first time, he had missed the timing, only later sensing a trace of the karmic connection within. Thus, he had been three days late, and it had taken another fifteen cycles to roll Starfire.
During the Warring States era, only one person had ever seen the Heavenly Book: Li Er. Li Er traveled west beyond Hangu Pass, beheld the Heavenly Book, and ascended to immortality on the spot.
There were also legends claiming that Li Er was a Dao Lord from the upper realm, with one Dao body descending into the mortal world to spread the Great Dao.
To this, Zhao Cheng's view was that the man was no Dao Lord or Dao body, merely a peerless prodigy of his generation.
Across the myriad heavens and spacetime, countless similar people and things existed, yet they were not necessarily connected.
But Kong Qiu and Li Er had the karmic connection of asking the Dao of each other several times.
They had met once at seventeen. They met a second time at two hundred and seventy. In another ten years, there would be a third meeting.
This karmic connection was exceedingly special.
Yet this alone was not enough. Zhao Cheng had once descended into one of Li Er's students, but either the timing had been wrong or there had not been enough time, and so he had missed the chance.
To see