Misty Mountain, Wayless Sect, within the Giant Tower.
The third layer, above the clouds.
A gentle breeze came forth, brushing over the body of Tu Xuexi who stood at the edge of a corner.
Tu Xuexi's small face suddenly showed a vacant expression.
It was as if her mind had been struck by a great hammer, briefly lost in a trance.
A single thought slowly emerged in the heart of Tu Xuexi.
Creation? From nothing to something?
She vaguely felt an enlightenment about something, yet she grasped nothing.
The words her Respected Master had once told her surfaced one by one in her heart.
"What you can't see doesn't mean it doesn't exist, as long as you want it to exist, then it exists!"
The visage of her Respected Master appeared obscurely yet discernibly in her heart.
From nothing to something...
This could not possibly be any Secret Art for cultivation.
For everything was nothingness.
Only when she declared the need for something, would the Secret Art appear.
