A ceaseless stream of knowledge flooded into Xu Sanduo's mind.
For a time, countless new things filled his memories.
The Art of Guiding Heaven was like a brush, endlessly writing upon his blank-sheet understanding.
One had to know that Yunzhong Prefecture belonged to the Beginningless Imperial Dynasty.
And as a monarchic nation, the Beginningless Imperial Dynasty exercised strict control over cultivation arts.
The ones ordinarily permitted for trade were all low-grade cultivation arts.
As for high-grade cultivation arts, they could not be bought even with money.
After all, many core matters were controlled by those at the top.
A long while later, when the golden light in Xu Zimo's hand gradually faded, Xu Sanduo slowly opened his eyes.
His face was filled with excitement.
The vast ocean of knowledge kept nourishing him, a sponge, allowing him to fully grasp much knowledge that could change his fate.
Seeing Xu Sanduo about to bow again, Xu Zimo stopped him.
"Enough. I don't care for these worldly formalities," Xu Zimo said with a wave of his hand.
"Helping you was merely something I did on a whim."
"What are your plans next, sir?" Xu Sanduo nodded and asked cautiously.
"If there is a chance, I would like to remain by your side, sir. You may command me in anything."
"You really know how to climb up a pole once it is handed to you," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head slightly.
He asked, "Some time ago, a meteorite fell from the sky. Have you seen it?"
"A meteorite?" Xu Sanduo froze for a moment.
Then he replied tentatively, "Was it the stone that felled heaven?"
"You saw it?" Xu Zimo hurriedly asked.
"Not just me. Many people saw it," Xu Sanduo said, shaking his head slightly.
"I heard everyone say it was a