A light of hope shone in Su Mo's eyes as he stared blankly at the old man.
Seeming to understand what Su Mo was thinking, the old man shook his head. "I have never seen the place you seek in your heart."
"The reason I know about the floating wood is that I once encountered another scholar in this world."
"In him, and in many people who suddenly died, I saw a fate pattern similar to yours."
"Drifting, without support, alone, carried by the current..."
"I do not know where you come from, either. I only know that place seems somewhat contradictory."
Su Mo's expression dimmed, and disappointment washed through his heart.
He had thought that as long as he found the old man who had guided him by the riverside in Jiangnan all those years ago, he would be able to find Floating Leaf.
But now he had found the old man, only to face this situation.
Back then, the old man had said he was the second person to choose to let those who understood him hold up Floating Leaf. The first, it seemed, was the scholar the old man spoke of.
The Confucian Sage.
The Confucian Sage had once entered this world through the Ghost Gate in the Nine Heavens Divine Realm.
This was a gentle immortal who, with what seemed a casual act, had found a chance of survival for the Nine Heavens...
Su Mo felt grateful, and his heart finally settled.
If his guess was right, this immortal was also a transcendent existence in the Immortal Domain.
Regardless of his cultivation, he was at least transcendent in his state of mind...
"Then, Senior, have you ever encountered my homeland in the Immortal Domain?" Su Mo asked again.
The old man shook his head. "I have