Guan Xin could only muster a dry laugh. It was difficult to refute the Profound Order Bird with twelve unique-colored feathers using her mere sixty years of experience and knowledge.

The Profound Order Bird spoke in a calm tone, its voice ethereal and beautiful,

"From your human perspective, the history of the world is divided into the Great Wilderness Era, the Enlightenment Era, and the Cultivation Era. The rootless energy can be traced back to the Great Wilderness Era."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yihuan immediately felt overwhelmed.

In the Wenxin Academy, what she hated the most were history classes.

Despite her dislike, she still learned the knowledge.

She remembered that the so-called Great Wilderness Era was divided into two phases: the Dao Evolution and the Heaven Evolution.

During the Dao Evolution period, the Three Thousand Innate Dao emerged, collectively forming this world and this universe. Following that was the Heaven Evolution period, during which the Heavenly Dao was born. Hence, the distinction between the Innate Dao and the Acquired Dao.

After the establishment of the Heavenly Dao, all things thrived, life began to enlighten, leading into the vibrant Enlightenment Era.

The Profound Order Bird said, "Rootless energy guided the world from the Great Wilderness Era into the Enlightenment Era."

"Did rootless energy suddenly appear?" Guan Xin asked.

The Profound Order Bird half-closed its eyes, "In the era when I was born, everyone knew that rootless energy was the last breath of the True Dragon."

"True Dragon... What is that? Sounds amazing!" Bai Yihuan’s eyes widened, "The Dragon Race of the Demon Continent?"

The Profound Order Bird snorted with laughter, "Dragon Race? Ridiculous! They’re just earthworms pretending to be True Dragons!"

"This..." Guan Xin didn’t know what to say.

Fifteen thousand years ago, the human-demon harmony tone was set at the Human Dao Assembly after the end of the war between Heaven and Man.

The Dragon Race, as the leader of the Demon Race, enjoyed a high reputation.

Therefore, secular nations referred to the Emperor as the "Dragon."

But the Profound Order Bird did not seem to agree. Guan Xin didn’t ask why, not wanting to offend the overarching theme of "human-demon harmony."

Bai Yihuan, being straightforward, asked, "Then what exactly is a True Dragon?"

The Profound Order Bird showed reverence in its eyes, its tone becoming solemn,

"To form rivers with its blood, to nourish all things with its flesh, to soothe living beings with its soul. This is the True Dragon."

Bai Yihuan listened with a blank face, "Sounds amazing." She excitedly asked, "Is it really powerful in battle?"

The Profound Order Bird looked at her incredulously, "This..."

Perhaps feeling it was pointless to continue explaining to them, the Profound Order Bird remained silent for the rest of the journey.

They arrived at the central area of the celestial land.

Guan Xin and Bai Yihuan saw something resembling both cloud and mist, approximately three zhang high, three zhang long, and three zhang wide.

The Profound Order Bird said,

"This is the origin of everything. The rootless energy you feel continuously emerges from here."

Guan Xin felt the energy, unexpectedly touched by it, a faint emotional surge arising within,

"What’s inside?"

Profound reverence filled the Profound Order Bird’s eyes, "We do not know what exactly is inside, only that it is incomparably sacred and noble."

"Sacred and noble..."

Guan Xin couldn’t imagine what, to a Profound Order Bird that had lived for 120,000 years, could be worthy of such admiration.

The Profound Order Bird said, "In truth, it’s the great will contained within this cloud that truly draws us here."

"Great will?"

"This will stirs a call from the depths of our bloodline, echoing through the ages."

Bai Yihuan’s eyes shifted, "Could it be the will of the True Dragon?"

The Profound Order Bird’s feathers slightly flared, slightly agitated and excited, "We can’t be certain it’s the will of the True Dragon, but we hope it is."

Guan Xin’s eyes glimmered,

"Do you... hope for the True Dragon’s return?"

The Profound Order Bird said, "Who else but the True Dragon can turn around this terrible era?"

"Why do you think it’s terrible?" Guan Xin asked urgently. She was eager to know whether the current world was good or bad to the Profound Order Bird, a being that had witnessed ancient glory.

The Profound Order Bird only shook its head, falling into silence.

This somewhat disappointed Guan Xin.

Bai Yihuan, after perceiving once more with closed eyes, didn’t feel any great will, and curiously asked,

"Why can’t we feel the True Dragon’s will?"

The Profound Order Bird replied, "Ordinarily, as members of living beings in this world, you should feel the call from your bloodline. If you can’t, it might be related to the Immortal Ascension Dynasty War led by humans."

Bai Yihuan felt overwhelmed, "The Immortal Ascension Dynasty War, how is it involved again?"

The Profound Order Bird shook its head, "The truth is all written in the Wenxin historical books. Don’t ask me, or you’ll accuse me of spreading demon tales and come to punish me."

Guan Xin felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

She didn’t know whether what the Profound Order Bird said was right or wrong, nor could she evaluate it.

She moved forward, reaching out to touch the cloud that looked incredibly soft.

A strange ripple surged in her heart.

An indescribable emotion erupted. Her pupils trembled, each eyelash quivering,

"Why..."

Bai Yihuan asked, "What’s wrong with you?"

Guan Xin lowered her head, her nostrils flaring, "I don’t know either." She looked toward the Profound Order Bird, "Senior, do you really not know what’s inside?"

The Profound Order Bird slowly shook its head.

"Alright." Guan Xin felt immense regret. She unwillingly looked at the cloud mere steps away, a distance as vast as the ends of the earth, leaving her unclear on why just seeing it stirred her heart.

Upon confirming that the celestial land had no threats, Guan Xin and Bai Yihuan departed.

Both, after this event, lost their mood for leisure and returned to Wenxin Heaven together.

Meanwhile, the celestial land continued drifting in the sky.

Various great powers came to investigate, but with the protection of ancient spirit beasts like the Profound Order Bird, and because the celestial land benefited only demon spirits and not humans — who couldn’t absorb rootless energy or feel the True Dragon’s will, there was no conflict over resources.

Back in Wenxin Heaven,

Guan Xin immediately sought out Great Saint Wang Ding.

At this moment, Wang Ding was perusing reports from the Immortal Continent, Heaven-Questioning Sect, and the Shangjing Immortal Dynasty, jointly maintained by the Demon Extermination Bureau’s branch,

"Ye Wuyue... In less than three years, she completely took control of the Immortal Continent Branch. Could it be that the Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable is aiding her behind the scenes?"

"Mr. Wang." Guan Xin walked in from outside.

She relayed the situation of the celestial land to Wang Ding.

After hearing her, Wang Ding said, "If there’s no threat, let it be. Right now, everywhere in the world is full of trouble; it’s better to avoid more. With beings like the Profound Order Bird, there should be no problem. These ancient spirit beasts love tranquility, staying away from conflicts."

Guan Xin nodded, remaining silent for a moment before asking,

"Mr. Wang, I heard that in the past, the Wenxin historical books were accessible to everyone, is that true?"

Wang Ding glanced at her, "Who did you hear that from?"

"The Profound Order Bird."

"Indeed. But the threshold for browsing the Wenxin historical books is inherently high; not everyone can withstand the impact of the torrent of time. In the past, people frequently got overwhelmed by it. To prevent this, Wenxin Heaven imposed restrictions."

Guan Xin didn’t know if this was true or false, but she resolutely said,

"I want to read the Wenxin historical books."

Wang Ding frowned,

"Don’t think that just because you’ve become a Saint, you can withstand the torrent of time."

"I must at least try."

"Now is not the time. Wait until you become a Great Saint."

Guan Xin gritted her teeth and asked, "Is it because the Wenxin historical books record something disgraceful, therefore—"

Wang Ding slammed the table, angered, "Nonsense! Guan Xin, can a couple of hearsay make you doubt Wenxin Heaven!"

Guan Xin lowered her head, lips tightened, and said nothing.

Wang Ding sternly said, "Go reflect in Chenxin Study for six months!"

"I understand, teacher."

Guan Xin left without looking back.

Wang Ding held his throbbing temples, face pale, muttering to himself,

"Endless rain in April..."