Hou Niao was left speechless. Qiu Shi Daoist spoke very plainly and thoroughly, even tearing apart that glossy facade on the surface of the Heavenly Heart Pavilion; he knew that Qiu Shi might not necessarily be deceiving him, but the most crucial point was that Qiu Shi himself might not fully understand his own sect.

"I heard that the stele entered along with those cultivators from the Upper Realm when Outer Space opened up more than a decade ago? And it can grow on its own?"

Qiu Shi chuckled, "Do you dare believe such talk, Junior Brother! For us, in order to attract the attention of all cultivators across the continent, we of course say the more miraculous the better. As long as you dare believe it, I'll dare to say this rock fell from the Heavenly Court!

It's like when mortals rebel, they know to bury something in water or in some mountain, and then carve some words like 'one-eyed stone man' or the like; could it be that we cultivation sects are lesser than mortals?

The rock can't speak, and as for the stele growing, the cultivation world has too many methods to achieve that. You understand, Junior Brother."

The more he spoke, the more intolerable it became, but it also indicated that Qiu Shi indeed didn't treat him as an outsider. Beneath the mysterious surface of the Heavenly Heart Pavilion, there lay a booming, flamboyantly deceitful heart.

"Is that so, Senior Brother? Do we have any inheritors this time with the visitors from the Upper Realm?"

Qiu Shi was very embarrassed, "There are, quite a few actually, but they come one by one and leave right away, we can't retain them. They say we don't have a true Daoist tradition, just a big hodgepodge, we're a bunch of frauds..."

Hou Niao kept shaking his head, "Does the Heavenly Heart Pavilion really have no core inheritance of its Daoist tradition?"

Since Qiu Shi Daoist was speaking openly, he no longer concealed anything. The person in front of him might have some sort of relationship with their Pavilion Master, so he certainly could be trusted. After all, a hundred years had passed since the last time they dealt with something, and not a word had leaked out, indicating this person's discretion.

"No, to put it nicely, the Heavenly Heart Pavilion has a wide variety of inheritances, and we practice all sorts of things; to put it badly, we just superficially dip into everything, and for a thousand years, we've relied on skills that the Old Ancestor got from who knows where, and each practices their own.

I've heard that in Jianghu among mortals over a thousand years ago, there was an organization specializing in deceit and fraud called the Heavenly Heart Pavilion. Of course, that's a joke. Our Old Ancestor is a genuine top master on the continent. Without him, this feng shui treasure land might have been taken over long ago, so we do have strength, and it can't entirely be called deceit."

Hou Niao's motive became apparent, finally revealing his ultimate purpose for coming here, "Oh, the Old Ancestor, huh? I haven't seen him for a long time. Could I trouble you, Senior Brother, to send a message? I have some questions I'd like to ask him?"

Qiu Shi was thoroughly confused by his cloud-mountain-fog-like questions, naturally responding, "Sure, but I can't guarantee the Old Ancestor will see you; Junior Brother, you don't know, even our disciples at the Heavenly Heart Pavilion and those from various sects across the continent, can't meet him just because they want to. It depends on the Old Ancestor's mood. I haven't seen him in nearly a century either.

I can deliver the message for you, but Junior Brother, you shouldn't hold too much hope."

Hou Niao smiled, "Of course, I'll be waiting in Sui Mo City. If I don't see him in three months, I'll leave on my own. I won't trouble you, Senior Brother."

After a conversation, just before leaving, Hou Niao seemed to suddenly remember, "When I was viewing the tablet, I often saw a female cultivator lingering around, and she doesn't seem to be a disciple of the Heavenly Heart Pavilion. What's her background?"

Qiu Shi dismissed it nonchalantly, "Just someone from the Taihao Sect with some divination talent, always acting mysterious. You know, we have collaborations on the ranking list with Taihao."

Hou Niao said, "Oh? Does Taihao know the foundation of the Heavenly Heart Pavilion?"

Qiu Shi smiled knowingly, "Of course, we can't let them know. Don't worry, we'll soon have her gone. A divination Daoist with a bit of talent loiters around the sealed infant list; she might just see something."

Hou Niao said nothing more and took his leave.

Everything seemed bizarre and fantastical. The Heavenly Heart Pavilion on the Feisheng Continent was indeed a group of conmen, while the always-low-key Taihao Sect had the ability to predict. The Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Heart Pavilion was elusive, and the young cultivator of the Taihao Sect was persistent.

Seeing no trace of the blind old man proved he didn't want to see him; Zhao Xintong, with her stubborn temper, seemed to have actually seen something; and there were two other familiar faces, brothers he met when first entering cultivation.

They all gathered at the same place at the same time, yet he couldn't reveal his true self.

He couldn't meet Zhao Xintong, nor was there a need to. The little girl had grown up, had her own ideas; he suddenly realized his mistake was always seeing her as a child, which was wrong; if he could change the future of the Sword Sect with his sword, why couldn't others use their own strengths to influence something?

He could see the line of words under the stele by using Zhao Xintong's ability. It wasn't intentional on his part, but Zhao Xintong deliberately guided him, letting him understand the method to see the hidden truths.

The more it was like this, the more he dared not meet her, because he knew nothing about causality, fearing that meeting would confirm some sort of connection.

This was somewhat self-deceptive, but he had no other option; he suddenly realized that, at least in this domain, he was like a wooden puppet being controlled by a child.

A child becoming successful should make the elder happy, but he couldn't be happy because this path was too dangerous, full of unknown fog, one wrong step and he'd be devoured clean.

The best way to transfer causality is to distribute it, so he let his good friends see what they might not have been meant to see. It wasn't that he wanted to harm his friends, but he deeply understood that the power of the times wouldn't allow anyone the chance to escape, even if they were indifferent to fame and fortune.

Appearing here at this time was a fate's arrangement, not necessarily a bad thing for Luo Yewang, who had no more ambition.

If you can't keep up with the times, you'll perish. If you can keep up, no matter how difficult, even the slightest push from the force of the times could mean hundreds or thousands of years for an individual.

He said before that if you want to leave someone, do it slowly, because it might be a final farewell. This wasn't just banter with Li Chuping, he truly thought so.

He entered Sui Mo City, and then Horse Hoof Town as Hao Ren, the good man who once shone brilliantly during the constellation trials a century ago had been long forgotten in time. So many events happened over the past hundred years, even the Constellation True Inheritor was nothing but a bygone name, let alone someone like him who swept by like a comet.

Here, no one recognized him, not even those cultivators of the Heavenly Heart Pavilion.

Qiu Shi was right, the Heavenly Heart Pavilion is a Daoist tradition without any organization, a tradition that didn't even know what it was doing.

He returned to the courtyard in Horse Hoof Town.

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