Whether it was his background as the Third Young Master of Meihua Manor or his high ranking on the Weapon Manual, Chu Chengfeng had more than earned this level of special treatment. He commanded great respect.
What Zheng Xiu couldn't understand was why the Martial World of two hundred years ago—with its Weapon Manual and its various Renowned and Righteous Sects—had left no trace or legacy in his own time, two centuries later.
Why had these Martial Arts Sects vanished without a trace two hundred years ago? What exactly happened during the Tianjing era, a period known as the darkest in history, a time barely detailed in the historical records? Zheng Xiu was deeply curious.
"I get it."
'I suspect the scroll records Gongsun Mo's memories. If that's the case, anything he didn't know can't appear in the Ghostly Realm within the painting.'
'For example, if in his memory, he stayed in this room all day, then he would have no way of knowing what was happening outside.'
