Jiang Che was now caught in profound shock and uncertainty.
A new instance was certainly cause for celebration, but given the mechanism behind their creation, it was not necessarily a good thing.
What troubled him even more was that this instance differed from the previous two.
Whether at Willow Source or Ailin, he had first found himself in danger, and only afterward obtained an instance.
Both instances had also given him methods and clues for resolving the crises he faced in reality.
Yet right now, he did not feel he was in any danger at all.
These past few months, he had been riding high on the spring breeze. His great achievement at Ailin, the favor of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the teachings of Jingxiao Peak, his initiation into a fundamental cultivation method, connected apertures, abundant resources-everything had gone smoothly, and his future was bright.
And yet, beneath that outward appearance, a crisis was lurking?
Jiang Che instinctively refused to believe it, so much so that he could not help thinking, Could my original guess have been wrong?
After all, he had deduced the mechanism of instances forming in times of danger himself. He had only two examples to go on. How could he dare call it an ironclad rule?
Perhaps instances appear for some other reason. Perhaps this time, it's simply an opportunity-
The moment that thought arose, he quickly berated himself back to his senses.
Pah!
I can't afford to rely on luck!
Whether he had two examples or just one, once that conjecture existed, he ought to guard against it as though it were true.
If he dismissed it and it proved true, he would be beyond all redemption.
The path of cultivation had always been like that.
One wrong step, and not even his bones would