Fang Xi involuntarily began to recall his own childhood, boyhood, and growth...
How much effort had been for the eyes of others, for the expectations of his parents... and how much had been mere playacting?
What did it matter if he failed the civil service exam, or if he was brought low?
His heart remained utterly still, even feeling a bit of an urge to laugh.
It seemed there was a layer of separation between his experiences and his heart, or perhaps his body and his soul... were divided by something.
"Except for death, nothing is grave... but life and death illusion vanish as if they are but shadows."
In that instant, Fang Xi had a realization and he began to laugh heartily.
"Please observe exam hall discipline,"
the proctor immediately came over.
"Civil service exam?"
Fang Xi casually tore up the examination papers and said, "Screw the exam... I'm going to cultivate to immortality!"
Rustle rustle!
