Wishes, for the most part, sprang from love or desire.
Lost family, missed opportunities, stolen treasures, a love longed for, even a mottled stretch of time one could never leave behind, or ideals buried beneath wind and frost.
The future was dark, the road twisted, the years slipped away with nothing to show for them. Hearts reached higher than the heavens, yet lives were thinner than paper. Tossed by the tides of the age, people yearned to break their chains but found no way free, and sorrow rose from within.
The Great Vow Ship waited at the dock called All-Heavens City, taking aboard travelers bound in every direction.
No prices had been posted. The wishes sold by Yinglong Tower gradually became reality, and as time passed, well over ninety-nine percent of people chose to accept the bargain.
"So, Bei Wu, what's the price?" Su Lin picked up a football that had rolled his way and glanced at the black-haired little girl waving to him.
Thump!
With one kick, the ball became a meteor streaking across the night sky. It flew into the cosmos and became its brightest star.
That was grown-up romance. It was only natural that a child wouldn't understand.
"..."
Near the little girl, a grown man hidden in the shadows was about to draw his blade. Then he saw Su Lin pluck down a sun, shrink it, and kick it into the neighboring Shaolin Soccer Team's field, where it smashed out a blazing pillar of light that shot into the sky.
With sun and moon in hand, I pluck the stars; who else beneath heaven could compare to me?
"Master Liang...?"
Watching his old prison mate from the Dragon King's prison tuck the little girl under one arm and race away over rooftops and walls, Su Lin