Li Fuchan once again withdrew the hand tucked inside his sleeve and gently lowered it to his side. Looking at the ancient book cradled in the young man's hands, he said softly, "How could minor cultivators like us comprehend the vastness of Divine Ability?"
Three Nothing was about to reply when Li Fuchan continued, "And could Evil Spirits like you comprehend it?"
"You..."
Three Nothing wanted to say more, but Li Fuchan cut him off. "Let me speak."
Standing firmly at the head of the bridge, Li Fuchan said calmly:
"'Wandering Gold' nourishes without stagnating, flows without running dry, and wanders without settling. It is the gold of escape, movement, and nourishment."
Three Nothing: ?
The writing on A Plea for Thirty-Six Years of Romantic Tales fell silent for a long time.
Had he possessed a body, disbelief would surely have covered his face.
Could a minor cultivator practicing Thunder Arts really utter such a discourse on the Dao?
Just as Li Fuchan had once been shocked to hear Gu Liuru deliver this discourse, Three Nothing was even more shocked than he had been.
Determined not to rest until his words stunned his listener, Li Fuchan drew on the many secrets he had learned through the simulations and continued, "As the Lord of Holding the Profound of Later Jin, Yangshe Xu cultivated two divine abilities. One was the 'Edge-Raising Pool.' I do not know what the second was, but I can venture a guess. Was it... the 'Gold-Gathering Current'?"
"Who exactly are you? How do you know so many secrets?!"
At this very moment, it was clearly Three Nothing who had caught Li Fuchan, yet the situation now felt as though Li Fuchan had caught him instead. On A Plea for Thirty-Six Years of Romantic Tales, Three Nothing pressed him