Su Yi didn’t notice Hua Xinfeng’s surprised gaze. Instead, he turned his gaze to the stone pillars to the sides of the palace gate.

After a cursory inspection, his eyebrows arched. “This couplet is actually somewhat interesting.”

“Young Lord, don’t tell me there’s a secret hidden within the couplet on those stone pillars?” asked Hua Xinfeng. 

“No, it’s a couplet intended to manifest the author’s Dao heart. Most likely, the founder of the Immortals’ Sword House left it here,” said Su Yi. He then read the couplet aloud:

“I sleep in the western skies, laughing at the past and present; laughing at the north, east, west, and south; laughing as I come and go. Who knows the vastness of the world of dreams?

“I slumber alone in pure lands, observing the world around me; observing heaven and earth, the moon and stars, up and down; knowing only that the years are long.”

Hua Xinfeng couldn’t help but repeat the couplet and mull it over for a while. Finally, she said in a daze, “What deeper meaning does that have?”

“Unless you’ve reached the author’s realm, you cannot comprehend the couplet’s meaning. If I had to describe the author’s mental state in simple terms,...