Suddenly.
The sound of wind rose by his ears. Xiao Wujian's ears twitched slightly, and he instinctively looked up at the sky.
At the very instant he gazed up at the heavens, a hazy, indistinct realization suddenly sprang into his heart.
Heaven and earth were boundlessly vast.
And he, an ordinary mortal child, had traveled from place to place under Mother's guidance to arrive here.
Mother had completely become a foolish, witless woman, while he himself was weak and powerless.
He wanted to care for Mother, yet he had no ability whatsoever to provide for himself.
A year ago, the two of them had depended on each other in a ruined temple, starving until their stomachs churned. He had thought they had reached the end of the road.
Then, at the height of his despair, Songyue Academy happened to be recruiting disciples from outside.
For other children, whether they joined or not was simply a matter of following their hearts. It was not all that important.
But for him, it had been a fight-for-his-life gamble.
If he could not join, he would starve to death, and Mother would starve to death as well.
It was precisely because of this that he had narrowly passed the academy's final test.
After all, with his cultivation aptitude, he had only barely met the academy's threshold.
If his temperament had been even a little worse, he might have been eliminated.
"When the teachers lectured, they once said that Heaven never bars every road to a man. Though my experience cannot compare to the academy teachers', aren't the things that have happened to me these past years the best proof?
*Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets his mind to it. As long as I do not give up, I can always