The Other Shore Flower from That Day

"On the path of cultivation, the three thousand great Daos each possess their own wonders, but certain rules still hold. A towering building must rise from the ground, and each terrace offers only its own view. Junior brother, with your heaven-ruined Dao, you can never enter the Peering into Heaven Realm. You are destined never to see the scenery beyond it." Gu Jian Youchen sighed deeply. "I had hoped to pass my lifetime's mastery of the Sword Dao on to you, but the Sword Dao, too, has a threshold. Without entering the Peering into Heaven Realm, even understanding its deepest truths would be futile. Such is the helplessness of this world."

Lin Xiaosu said, "Don't be too disheartened, senior brother. Even if my cultivation path is severed, I still have other paths to choose from."

Gu Jian Youchen's eyes brightened slightly. "The Formation Dao?"

"That's one of them!"

Gu Jian Youchen slowly raised his gaze, looking far to the northwest. "Perhaps this was Father's dying wish—to see his disciples set aside all distractions and devote themselves to the vast world of the Formation Dao. You possess an innate formation eye, entered the Array Sect through a chance encounter, and then happened to lose your cultivation path. If he knew of this in the world below, he might even marvel at the Heavenly Dao's favor."

His voice held boundless desolation.

It also held boundless complexity.

Back then, he had been born into the Array Sect, yet disliked the Formation Dao and favored the Sword Dao instead. He had defied his father repeatedly, until his father expelled him in a fit of rage. How headstrong he had been then! He abandoned his ancestral surname and ventured into the martial world, taking the sword as his surname and his livelihood, calling himself Jian