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Hearing Yin Tianheng's words, Gu Ping fell into deep contemplation. He realized how similar the two were: both geniuses, both shining brightly, both making the same choices for the same reasons with the same goals. Perhaps Coco was right; Gu Ping felt a sense of empathy while reading Yin Tianheng's Legend, but the ending was something he could never accept.
The word "desolate" was no longer sufficient to describe Yin Tianheng's initial fate. It was hard to believe that no one had imagined Ru Ming resembling Yin Tianheng. What thoughts had crossed Yin Tianheng's mind in that cave among those Yuezi? Gu Ping didn't know; he couldn't fathom Yin Tianheng's thoughts. It was as if he were a riddle, someone worthy of careful analysis by future generations. Time had erased Yin Tianheng's once boundless glory, yet it could not erase the indelible mark he left on Tiandong.
He was wrong.
Gu Ping suddenly uttered those two words. He finally understood what his master Minghong meant when he said he was wrong. As Yin Tianheng's successor, the Master of the Academy naturally knew about Yin Tianheng's fate. He saw Gu Ping's talent and understood his choices, but unlike Gu Ping, his master did not want to end up like Yin Tianheng, facing such a tragic conclusion. No matter how many people were told about that ending, it would be impossible for anyone to accept it. Even the Disciples of the Academy would find it unacceptable and might even sever ties with the academy.
Did he think he was wrong? No, he wasn't wrong. Was it wrong to strive for survival? He was simply stronger than them; they feared him and thought of him as one of their kind, wanting to exclude him from their group. But one day, when they needed him, they would treat him with utmost respect and seek his help to save them. Humans were like that.
They were indeed of the same kind; he knew this without needing to say it aloud. No matter how many times he explained, it wouldn't change anything—his path would not be theirs, nor would he become a replica of anyone else. He was Gu Ping, and he was Yin Tianheng; they were ultimately two different individuals. Gu Ping walked over to Yin Tianheng's side.
Yin Tianheng said nothing more and once again retreated into the shadows with his chains. He understood that Gu Ping had become renowned; seeing that young man stirred a feeling within him as if he were witnessing his former self.
In those days, with sheer willpower, he had turned the tide and propped up a collapsing structure, delivering a blow to the Demonic Path. Yin Tianheng became a symbol of that era and the greatest support for the academy, allowing it to shine like never before during that time.
But in the end?
Yin Tianheng did not want Gu Ping to walk down his path again. He didn't wish to see another exceptionally talented young man fall into a situation like his own Ru Ming. Therefore, he sought to make Gu Ping see clearly who he truly was and to awaken him—even if it meant shattering his own image in the eyes of others.
He no longer cared; Yin Tianheng had died on the day he was forced out by the academy. The person known as Yin Tianheng existed because of the academy and inevitably met his end because of it. He made what he believed to be the right choice; it hadn't been like that before, nor would it be like that afterward.
Now Gu Ping saw only a shell named Yin Tianheng. His soul, spirit, and beliefs were already etched in everyone's hearts but were nowhere to be found within himself.
But the moment he saw Gu Ping, he knew he had found a reason to live again. He was alive, and he could not allow another talented youth to end up like him. He had to live on, to grow into a towering tree that could not be shaken, truly allowing that young man to thrive.
Thank you, Gu Ping deeply bowed to Yin Tianheng. He understood that Yin Tianheng was helping him, warning him in his own way. He could sense the weathered figure before him, filled with an unyielding pride that would never fade. Coco was also a powerful motivation for him; it filled him with pride and pushed him forward, making him stronger until no one could rival him.
He thought about how he wanted to see himself take that first step again. He had once been so close to it; Coco was just a step away from touching the Great Dao that spanned across time and space. But now, he had no chance left. Half of his body was already buried in the ground, and he didn't know when he would truly vanish with the passage of time. Bu Luo believed in himself; if there ever came a day when he doubted his own existence, he would not ask why but would simply persist in moving forward.
Yin Tianheng taught Gu Ping just as he had once taught his own disciples. From the moment he laid eyes on Gu Ping, he knew this young man was different from them. He would not feel gratitude towards anyone, nor would he harm anyone; he simply wanted to live on and accomplish what he had failed to achieve.
Yet such a simple goal had become an unattainable dream for countless people in the Cultivation World. Living on sounded easy, but how many could actually do it? A journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step, and how could one compare against the relentless passage of time?
He remembered the wall with the murals. Even if he were no longer there, he could find someone suitable to pass it on. After all, it was part of his Dao Tradition, and it was so close to truly breaking through the limitations of the Great Dao.
The disciple remembered everything on that wall as Gu Ping recorded all its contents. He knew that once those murals spread throughout the Cultivation World, it would cause quite a stir. But Gu Ping also understood that if those initial symbols of Yin Tianheng's existence were lost, what proof would remain of his existence?
Well then, I shall take my leave.
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