At the Rain Sect's mountain gate, two letters lay quietly on Du Pingsheng's desk.
When Du Pingsheng and Qing Yi were teleported back to the study, they saw the two letters at once.
One letter bore the words: To my Master, to be opened in person. The other bore the words: To my disciple, to be opened in person.
Qing Yi stared blankly at the two letters, then turned to look at Du Pingsheng.
She saw his white beard tremble slightly, yet he did not dare step forward.
Qing Yi turned back and, in silence, slowly walked up to the desk and opened the letter left for her.
"Qing Yi, as your master, I know the obsession in your heart, and I know your desire to enter the Dao.
I have little to teach you. I have gone now, and can only hope you will take good care of your grandmaster. He is old, yet something weighs on his heart.
There is a pill he has set his heart on. Through divination, I have determined that if your grandmaster insists on refining it, his life may be endangered. Do what you can to stop him.
Lastly... practicing medicine cannot save the people of this world..."
Qing Yi finished reading the letter, but her gaze remained fixed on the words "I have gone now." She lowered her head in sorrow.
Then, with quiet consideration, she left the study and closed its door for Du Pingsheng.
Du Pingsheng stared blankly at the letter, remaining motionless for a long time.
As night fell, Du Pingsheng slowly took a step forward, as though it had exhausted all the strength of his life.
With his aged hands trembling, he gently picked up the letter and opened it with the utmost care:
"Master, your disciple has