In Linyi City, many old friends dwell; to depart without farewell spares the sorrow.
Many friends might think he was forced out of Linyi; they might consider him aggrieved and in pain. But on the contrary, he left with an open heart.
His mind is clear, his spirit bright.
With a clear conscience and no regrets.
He made a choice in his life he would never regret.
The Official Way might accelerate his cultivation speed short-term, but on the long path of Tao, he needs to understand himself more clearly.
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Seven days later.
At Broken Soul Gorge, in the valley of scattered rocks, the wind whimpers.
Jiang Wang sat on a stone platform suspended on the cliff, gazing up at the sliver of sky, letting his green robe flutter freely.
In a way, isn't one's knowledge just like this constrained narrow vision? In this world, who isn't just gazing at a line of the sky?
The wind through the gorge brought along a figure wrapped in a black robe.
