"Karma..." Su Mo shook his head somberly, his fear of Karma and Destiny surfacing once more. "Let us simply watch quietly. Do not interfere with him..."
He had plenty of time. He could wait patiently.
Wait to reunite with those old acquaintances. He only needed to wait until the White-Clad One died in the Calamity of the Nine Heavens.
Then he could appear and return to their side...
Traveling upstream was hard, but going downstream was easy.
In any case, he had a long lifespan...
For now, though, he needed to know what time this was.
"Let's go..." Su Mo rose.
The Reincarnation Mirror floated beside Su Mo, then noticed the ink brush tucked into his bound hair.
It slowly flew up to his bound hair, wound itself around his hair ribbon, and nestled tightly against the Brush of All Living Beings...
As though this was precisely where it belonged!
"Where are we going?" Xuanji asked.
Su Mo swept Little Xuanji up, and amid a blaze of golden light, the two people and one mirror vanished from the spot...
"To find a scholar. He is also a Sage of this world..."
The Confucian Sage!
Su Mo wanted to find the Confucian Sage, the man who had changed the landscape of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Perhaps he knew what year it was.
The Confucian Sage laid his plans, each move spanning ten thousand years...
A tavern in the Mortal Realm bustled with laughter and noise.
Whenever passing travelers caught the aroma of its wine, they could not help wanting to come inside for a taste.
On the tavern's second floor, a tall table stood upon a raised platform.
Behind the table sat an elderly man in his twilight years. He struck the table with a storyteller's block and