Family Letter

Heng Hua conferred with the others for three days. Once Spirit-Energy Treasure Vortices began rising across the water, Zhu Lixing and the rest took three hundred and sixty jade tablets and distributed them among the elites of every clan. They ordered them to head to the treasure islands and river-mountains rising from the whirlpools and merge the jade tablets into the spirit veins.

"Brother," Zhu Yuxue asked, "what does this mean?"

"It was Fu Henghua's idea. He said doing this would facilitate the establishment of the Five Continents before long."

Zhu Yuxue looked toward Tianluo Palace. After everyone came down, its great doors had shut tight. Clearly, that person had no intention of showing himself.

After seeing everyone off, Heng Hua lay on the couch and leafed through a silver-glowing book of starlight.

"According to Wenlang's calculations and mine, this should have been the fifth hour after our deaths. The two of us severed soul-bodies to deceive the Dragon King's perception. At present, our True Spirits were hiding in this pitch-black spacetime. Aside from us, there seemed to be other souls here as well."

"The seventh hour. We learned that the many souls devoured by the Dragon King were all hidden here. Wenlang studied formations, while I tried to awaken Grandfather. Presumably, this was the responsibility I sensed."

"The fifth day. At last, I awakened someone and learned the origins of this spacetime. Grandfather truly deserved to be the founder of Cypress Sovereign Hall and the former heir to the Fu Family headship. His learning was scarcely inferior to Wenlang's—was this what intergenerational inheritance meant? I only hoped my son would not inherit too much from his grandfather."

"The seventh day. After being busy until now, I finally had a chance to rest. Looking at the