In the eyes of the miscellaneous tasks disciples, Du Youqian spent his days drinking, silent and dejected.
But in Du Youqian's eyes, the shadow of a flitting bird transformed into a Sword Technique.
A leaf drifting down was yet another Sword Technique in his eyes.
All of creation could become his sword.
Besides Sword Enlightenment, he was also waiting for an opportunity.
Half a year later, that opportunity suddenly arrived.
On this day, Du Youqian was sitting in the courtyard, admiring the flowers and drinking.
Suddenly, he had a premonition—a feeling that today held the opportunity to break free from his cage.
He set down his wine cup, plucked a few leaves from a tree, and performed a divination.
Seeing his actions, the miscellaneous tasks disciples paid him no mind. One of them even snickered in derision, "There he goes, putting on an act again."
"Don't say that. Maybe he really knows Divination."
