Yongding Gate in the Imperial Capital was bustling with activity. A young Taoist sat cross-legged on the back of a large Qing Niu, his head lowered and engrossed in a book, indifferent to his surroundings.
As the large Qing Niu slowly exited the city, the guards at the gate merely glanced once to recognize Zhang Li, the first disciple of Huangshan Dao Court, and let him pass without questioning.
The Wordless Heavenly Scripture in Zhang Li's hands was still being written. Seeing new words appearing, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that I'm not dead, it's good that I'm not dead..."
But suddenly, the Wordless Heavenly Scripture shifted its focus, writing about Chen Ji and Mrs. Lu, about Mrs. Lu hesitating on the aft tower, about Chen Ji's decision in the cabin.
At that moment, the large Qing Niu gradually came to a stop.
