Revelation of the Way of Heaven

"Frost Spike!" he shouted, and an ice spike shot towards the wall in front of him. But just like the previous Blazing Dance, a gray vortex appeared on the wall again, absorbing the Frost Spike.

"It seems this nesting doll not only absorbs spiritual energy but also skills," Qin Xiaochuan said to Guo Shiyi somewhat dejectedly.

Guo Shiyi's face was also full of disappointment and worry, but she didn't say much. Instead, she frowned and quickly thought of other ways to get out.

"Try opening it from the top again, maybe you can open it from there." Although she tried to remain calm, Qin Xiaochuan could still sense her panic. After all, she was just a young girl who was not yet an adult. Qin Xiaochuan was actually very anxious too, but neither of them showed it.

At this critical moment, they had to try as long as there was a glimmer of hope. Upon hearing her words, Qin Xiaochuan immediately cast a Blazing Dance above their heads, but he did not get the result they wanted; the deep red fireball was still absorbed.

Upon seeing this result, their faces turned pale instantly, and they felt an overwhelming sense of despair wash over them.

Guo Shiyi slumped down, staring blankly at the wall in front of her, its outline completely indistinguishable.

Qin Xiaochuan knew that her heart must be filled with despair. If it were any other girl, she would probably have broken down and cried by now, but she didn't. At least on the surface, she was still like a normal person, which showed that she was a really strong girl.

But the test had only just begun; the truly devastating part was yet to come, because they had no idea what they were about to face. Perhaps this middle-aged man would take them to some secret place, and maybe by the time he released them, they would already be in Japan. Or perhaps he would simply ignore them and let them die from having their spiritual energy drained.

But no matter which possibility it is, the final result will definitely not be good, and all they can do is sit here and wait for this bad outcome.

Qin Xiaochuan truly understood what it meant to sit and wait for death.

This was a terrible experience, even a terrifying one, but the fear didn't come from the space itself, but from their own hearts.

During this waiting process, they have too much time to guess what the outcome will be, and each bad outcome will increase their anxiety. This anxiety torments them and forces them to guess even worse outcomes, thus generating even stronger anxiety.

This is a vicious cycle. As time goes by, this anxiety will accumulate and become more intense. It will slowly invade every brain cell and torment every nerve in their brains until the two of them completely break down.

Perhaps this is why the middle-aged man locked the two of them up here.

If they don't want things to go as the other party wishes, they must control themselves from thinking about those terrible outcomes. To do this, the first thing is definitely not to calm down. Once a person calms down, it is easy to get lost in their own imagination.

Both of them realized this, and he and Guo Shiyi tried to talk to each other as much as possible. However, the environment made it difficult to have the desire to chat. In order to find topics, they had to tell each other about their life experiences over the past ten years.

At this point, they didn't care about the content of their conversation at all. They talked about whatever came to mind—happy, sad, joyful, awkward, interesting, boring—and Qin Xiaochuan even told her about his relationship with Xia Ruoyi.

As he recounted these events, Guo Shiyi listened intently. Although she was quiet and barely uttered a word, her dark eyes followed Qin Xiaochuan's words closely, and her face showed almost no worry or fear. She was completely immersed in his story.

Perhaps because the environment was so oppressive, when Qin Xiaochuan brought up these things, sadness welled up in his chest. Although he felt very sad, at that moment, he completely forgot about his situation. At that moment, he felt like he was sitting in a coffee shop, listening to sad music, and talking to Guo Shiyi across from him about his sad past.

After he finished speaking, the two of them couldn't help but sigh softly at the same time, probably because their actions were so synchronized. They then couldn't help but smile at each other.

"Alright, I've said so much already, now it's time to talk about your situation." Qin Xiaochuan smiled gently. For some reason, after telling her these things, he felt a sense of relief, and the pain that had been building up in his heart didn't hurt as much as before.

"I don't have as many stories as you," Guo Shiyi said, pouting at him somewhat shyly.

"Mine isn't really a story either. It has neither a beginning nor an end." He gave a helpless bitter smile. Could this really be considered a story? He and Xia Ruoyi were never truly together. All of this was just wishful thinking on his part.

"Of course it counts!" The young girl seemed a little dissatisfied with his statement, and said solemnly, "Anything that can be kept in your heart counts as a story."

"Well, this girl's feelings are still just those of a young girl," Qin Xiaochuan muttered to himself. He didn't have her kind of thoughts, so he said self-deprecatingly, "It can probably only stay in my heart, so it can barely be considered a story of one person, haha."

"Wrong! It's not just one person, because it's also in my heart now, so it's a story about two people now," Guo Shiyi said with a smile.

Qin Xiaochuan was slightly taken aback, and smiled awkwardly. Although he knew that the other party was just trying to comfort him, he still sensed a hint of ambiguity.

Guo Shiyi clearly realized the problem as well. A blush crossed her face, and she said awkwardly, "Don't overthink it. I just think you've had a tough time."

"I know." He smiled at her. "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Guo Shiyi looked at him, puzzled.

"Thank you for what you said, because it made me feel much better."

"Uh, it's nothing," Guo Shiyi said with a smile, waving her hand.

"Now it's your turn to tell your story," he said with a smile.

"Alright then." Guo Shiyi nodded. "My parents divorced when I was five years old, and I've always lived with my mother. I was always sick when I was little, and my mother had no choice but to send me to live with the Wudang Sect when I was nine. That's how I became a disciple of the Wudang Sect."

"When I first went to Wudang Mountain, I was not used to it. I always missed my mother and felt very lonely. Fortunately, there are many birds on Wudang Mountain, and they will keep me company when I feel lonely."

Guo Shiyi spoke slowly, her voice soft and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing against one's ear, giving one a very pleasant feeling. She told Qin Xiaochuan a lot about her life in the Wudang Sect, mentioning that she practiced Tai Chi on the mountain every morning to strengthen her body. She persisted in this for five years before her body became like that of an ordinary person.

When she mentioned Tai Chi, Qin Xiaochuan naturally thought of his own problem of not having a place to learn martial arts. However, he did not ask her if she had any martial arts skills, because he knew that what she knew were all internal skills of the Wudang Sect, which could only be practiced by becoming an inner disciple of the Wudang Sect. He did not want to put her in a difficult position.

Speaking of physical skills, another question came to his mind. They had been using spiritual skills to attack the wall, but the wall absorbed all the skills they used. However, physical skills cannot be absorbed, so he wondered if they could have any effect on the wall.