Even Kuang Anshi himself might not know exactly when he truly became capable of standing on his own. Perhaps i…
Even Kuang Anshi himself might not know exactly when he truly became capable of standing on his own. Perhaps it was during his days at the Divinecraft Pavilion.
When someone came seeking a volume from the sect's vast sea of archives, he'd habitually call out, "Senior Brother Brant, do you know where this one is?"
But after waiting in silence, he'd remember: Hong had headed north on his travels, and had not yet returned.
Left to his own devices, Kuang Anshi would dive into the dusty shelves, leafing through tome after tome. After what felt like an eternity, he'd emerge from the dust, clutching the right volume, only to find the hall deserted and his fellow disciples already gone to their lessons.
Or maybe the moment came in the clinic, where the endless line of faulty mechanisms left his head spinning.
He'd often wish Brother Tu were there. For Tu, even the rarest blueprints were no more than a light snack.
Yet when he glanced over his shoulder, the truth struck him: His senior brother had long returned home, leaving him alone to wrestle with the diagrams, to face every challenge on his own.
These scenes played out repeatedly in that first year after Hong and Tu's departure.
Perhaps they continued for years, but slowly, he forgot the younger self who had always reached out for help.
As they faded from his daily life, the sheltered junior brother finally had to take center stage.
Fourteen years later, in Hidden Mountain, a new name was bestowed: Swan, the Swan.
The Swan takes flight, soaring a thousand miles in a single bound.
This was the name given to Kuang Anshi.