The Real World:
Wang Quan passed through the strange corridor of spacetime and returned to the Real World.
After returning, he saw streaks of light flying out of the black-hole vortex he had emerged from.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The streaks of light burst apart.
Cultivators with imposing bearing and extraordinary presence appeared one after another.
Seeing Wang Quan, these cultivators bowed in thanks. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Flower-Scatter."
One frail cultivator even stepped forward. "Fellow Daoist Flower-Scatter, I was Butcher in the Historical Fragment."
"If you hadn't slain Wang Ming, I'm afraid my life would have been over."
Wang Quan smiled and exchanged pleasantries with the cultivators.
Several female cultivators stood nearby, and one of them had a familiar air about her.
The female cultivator smiled. "Fu Gui, my name wasn't Qing He before, but from now on, I am Qing He."
At these words, not only Wang Quan but the other cultivators were stunned.
Dao Seal Cultivators rarely changed their names.
Legend Cultivators were even less likely to change their names rashly, for fear that doing so would affect their Legend Rating, their foundations, and past Historical Fragments.
Yet this female cultivator had actually changed hers?
Everyone turned to look at her in unison and saw that her legend read as follows:
[Holy Maiden Qing He-how many troubles fill this world, all swept away while Qing He rides- that year, she rode Wang Quan, and Wang Quan rode her; together, they killed him-their story, though buried by the years, was remembered by history.]
Everyone wore strange expressions after reading it.
Then they all turned to Wang Quan, their expressions stranger still.
Qing He blinked. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
One female cultivator muttered under her breath, "Look at Wang Quan's legend. Part of its