Square Inch Is My Heart

"Good!"

Li Shun agreed readily, and Wei Wuqi did not waste any more words.

He pointed through the air, touching Li Shun between the brows.

Then, passage after passage of profoundly mysterious words, accompanied by an image, flooded into his mind.

It was as though he were riding a boat upon a surging, raging river.

Upstream, another boat was likewise riding the turbulent current as it charged straight toward him.

There was nowhere to dodge, nowhere to flee.

But Li Shun felt not the slightest anger or panic.

For the boat before him was not guided by any person, but merely drifted with the current according to an objective law.

"To cultivate this art is the same as this boat."

The instant understanding dawned in his heart, the boat beneath him and the oncoming boat merged into one.

Only after a while did Li Shun break free from the illusion.

"Cultivating Empty Boat, Self-Erasure is not something accomplished overnight."

"The longer the self is erased, the harder it becomes for others to notice the empty boat."

"But if all you need is to deceive Imperial Tomb Heaven, reaching the introductory stage will suffice," Wei Wuqi added in a distant voice.

Li Shun respectfully bowed. "Thank you for your guidance, Senior."

"Is there anything else? If not, then leave." Wei Wuqi lowered his head and continued polishing that long branch.

"This junior still has one matter he does not understand. This Empty Boat, Self-Erasure method is clearly exceedingly precious. Why did you pass it on to me so easily?" Having gone through several reversions and interacted with Wei Wuqi many times, Li Shun had come to understand some of his temperament. His courage gradually grew.

"Precious..." Wei Wuqi snorted softly.

"Of all matters and things beneath heaven, there is only one