"Next, there were still some things to do. This would not happen overnight..."
With that thought, Black Sha Half-Body spun through the air and left the gorge. Riding the clouds and mist, he arrived before a lush green hill. At its foot stood a town, where Fortune was dense, yet its ranks were clearly and sharply divided.
Higher-ranked Fortune constantly drew in lower-ranked Fortune, using it to strengthen and nourish itself. It then gained even more power to suppress the lower-ranked Fortune!
"When the Supreme Sage Master traveled among the various states, he spent his entire life striving to spread a doctrine, yet did not see his wish fulfilled. Still, he left behind many influences, and in later generations, they finally blossomed and bore fruit. This showed that so long as one did something, traces would ultimately remain. One would never truly gain nothing at all."
As this thought settled, Black Sha Half-Body turned and descended to the ground, transforming into a middle-aged scholar holding a scroll. Dressed in the deep robes of the Central Plains, he headed toward the town.
The town was filled with dark-skinned men and women in strange attire.
By Central Plains standards, their clothing barely covered their bodies and was injurious to public morals. Much of it resembled knotted cords, with several loose pieces of coarse cloth draped over them to conceal their bodies.
Yet such clothing was suitable in this warm land. Qiu Yan's deep robes, on the other hand, were especially peculiar, drawing the attention of everyone along the way. Even without this, there was no language or writing in the world that Black Sha Half-Body could not understand through spiritual comprehension alone.
"Why is that man dressed so strangely? I wonder where he came from?"
"He carries himself with composure. He may