Meng Chuan stood outside Tusita Palace, his thoughts heavy. He knew the Virtuous Heavenly Venerable had played a part in the matter of the Water Ancestor, but he asked no more questions and left.
"How could a person ever fathom the will of Heaven?" Meng Chuan sighed at last. Heaven's will had been lofty and difficult to question since ancient times.
This Era was the Final Tribulation. No one knew whether another Era would follow. The powers behind Heaven's will were making move after move, all for a chance at transcendence and a place among the Dao Fruits.
Meng Chuan buried those thoughts and stopped dwelling on them. Thinking would do him no good.
With a single step, he left that Daoist realm beyond the heavens.
"Great Master, why did you help that man?" Silver Horn asked. A memory had suddenly appeared in his mind: the Water God, still at the height of his power, had visited Tusita Palace not long ago, and Silver Horn himself had ushered him in.
History had been changed. Golden Horn and Silver Horn were the Virtuous Heavenly Venerable's attendants, and he did not hide inconsequential matters from them.
"Exactly, Great Master! His system of power may be a little strange, but surely he isn't worth..." What Golden Horn really wanted to say was that the man's system of power was rather brutish. Compared with the Lifetime Method, the Shrouding Method certainly was.
"Follow Heaven and accord with the Dao." The Virtuous Heavenly Venerable spoke those four words and said no more. His eyes drifted half shut, as unchanging as ever.
Golden Horn and Silver Horn exchanged a look. Who were they? Veteran attendants!
They had followed the Virtuous Heavenly Venerable for more Eras and years than they could count. Of course they knew what