"Past, future..."
Sitting in the Ox Cart, Chen Cuo closed his eyes and pondered. The Spirit Light within the Mind Daoist grew ever brighter, bursting out again and again until he could barely contain it.
With it came insight after insight, lingering in his mind.
When he reached the residence, Chen Cuo went straight to the Study and ordered, "Whatever happens, do not disturb me. Wait until I come out, then tell me."
"My Lord..." Chen Hai clearly had something to say, but at the sight of Chen Cuo's expression, he swallowed his words and nodded.
Once Chen Cuo had sat down inside, he sighed. "The Marquis's Residence may be wealthy, with every expense provided for, and the Chen clan may be an imperial family with no shortage of power or riches, but worldly affairs never end. Even if they cannot disturb my Dao Heart, they still drain my energy. Once this matter is settled, I must find an Immortal Sect where I can cultivate in seclusion. Otherwise, where will I seek Longevity after reaching the Dao Foundation Realm?"
As he thought, he and the Mind Daoist both sat cross-legged, palms and soles turned toward the heavens, no longer suppressing the Spirit Light.
In an instant, the Spirit Light enveloped the Mind Daoist and blazed brilliantly. A cluster of radiance gathered in each palm, swelling and contracting without cease.
Chen Cuo himself fell still as a stone carving.
"In the past, if I summoned Second Son, this would never have happened. He still doesn't understand how urgent things are. He thinks Prince of Ancheng will back him, but Duke of Guiyang Commandery's two right-hand men are dead! This is no small matter. How can he take it lightly?"
At Prince of Nankang's Residence, Chen Cuo's Mother had received word as