Meanwhile, atop Little Cold Mountain, amidst the hazy mist, Wang Xiu sat cross-legged beneath the Azure Sky Tree of Ten Thousand Years. He continuously circulated the runes of the Qing Emperor's Longevity Scripture as the abundant essence of life ceaselessly flowed into the ancient tree.
The tree's aura gradually revived. Specks of spiritual radiance began to reappear, like twinkling fireflies swirling around Wang Xiu. Under this light, many insights suddenly flooded his mind—insights about life and death, love, desires, the movement of the sun and the moon, the energy veins of the earth... It was as if he had instantly acquired the wisdom and understanding that many creatures accumulate over a lifetime.
These truths were not necessarily correct; some were even quite narrow. But from the perspective of an observer, Wang Xiu found that each insight had its own reason for existence. They were like fragments coming together to vaguely outline a form.
That was "causality"!
