"Su Jiu... A Jiu..."
The voice calling to her was pure and ethereal. Who was summoning her?
Su Jiu could not help looking up at the sky.
In an instant, everything before her shattered into a web of cracks.
At the same time, she found herself again.
A dream beneath the southern bough, a thousand years in one great dream-in merely a few short months, she had lived out an entire lifetime.
She heard that voice ask her, "What is chivalry?"
Su Jiu shook her head. The meaning of that word was far too broad to encompass in a single statement, impossible to express in words.
If she had to put it into words, it was what she had always upheld: uphold heaven and follow the Dao; virtue, benevolence, and courage.
The voice fell silent.
As though it knew what Su Jiu was thinking, it suddenly gave a soft laugh. "Then hold fast to what you uphold."
From that moment onward, Su Jiu became unwavering in the principle she held in her heart-the way of chivalry.
Even if she could not deliver all living beings from suffering, she would conduct herself and act with a clear conscience.
It was as though a seed in Su Jiu's heart had sprouted...
She finally understood what it meant to question the Dao upon forming a nascent soul.
In truth, throughout a cultivator's growth, the Heavenly Dao itself watched over their journey. When the time came for nascent soul formation, it would draw out what they most deeply desired, hidden in the depths of their heart.
Of course, they could also chart a new course for their own Dao. Whether they could survive the heavenly tribulation, however, was another story.
The moment her questioning of the Dao ended, Su Jiu became keenly aware of