As evening approached, the rain fell heavier than it had during the day. It drummed dully on the oil-paper umbrella, a sound that brought a sense of calm. 0

Song You walked slowly, lost in thought. 0

The trick on Mati Mountain was truly ingenious. Even with his level of Daoist cultivation, he had only seen the small path and the pavilion but hadn't noticed the mysterious principles within. He felt that whoever had arranged it must have considerable expertise.0

Of course, it was not necessarily so. 0

Every kind of magic in the world each has their own mysterious principle, much like the countless fields of knowledge and professions. Who can master them all? 0

Especially in this age of inaccessible information, once one’s knowledge and experience reach a certain level, further progress truly requires seeing with one's own eyes, spending time, and using one's heart to comprehend. Even immortals of a thousand years wouldn't claim to fully understand all the world's arcane arts. Moreover, Song You had only been here for a little over twenty years. There were many methods in the world that he didn’t know, nor were they recorded in Hidden Dragon Temple.0

Having profound cultivation skills doesn't mean being able to understand the principles behind all things. Cultivation is cultivation, knowledge is knowledge, experience is experience, and level of attainment...0