"Yes, but it won't be that obvious."
Diao paused. "I saw it once when I was little. Back then, the Great Witch was extremely serious, led me through a lot of routine cultivation, made sure I could skillfully use shapeshifting to evade any possible emergence of Otherworld Objects before allowing me to come back here."
"You could enter the Transcendent Realm when you were a child?"
"I… uh, they all said I was very talented."
They weren't wrong, Li Ang thought.
Do the people of the Land of Ten Thousand Spirits have to face the Demon's gaze in their cultivation? That really is a harsh yet admirable path.
They inherit knowledge, choose neither to develop nor to conquer—only to inherit.
But would people really do something with no purpose at all?
Maybe it's not that there's no purpose, just that ordinary minds can't comprehend it.
It's like they're waiting for something, continuing the transmission of knowledge for some hidden aim.
It can't possibly be—
