The eagle soars through the sky; the fish leaps over the dragon's gate; the bear roars and the tiger growls; all things in the world have a spirit. At the ends of Earth, the poles and magnetic field re-align; the world changes. The world that we were so used to, is no longer. When myths turn to reality; when legends are no longer enigmatic, the world is now limitless.
The old man looked at the Butterfly Dance and said, "Your ancestor Master Chi Tian Meng is already dead, why is that dream still recurring?".
The Butterfly Dance laughed and said, "What has Chi Tian Meng’s death got to do with me?".
The old man twitched a little as he said, "He is your ancestor after all. Also, he treated you…".
"How did he treat me? That old man wanted me to become his training partner and waited for me to become a Saint for many years. It’s a pity that my original body was utterly stupid and unable to reach Sainthood. He waited and waited till his brain rotted," said the Butterfly Dance gleefully.
The old man laughed awkwardly but did not reply. This was her personal problem and he did not want to get himself involved.