The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."
Chen Pipi sat by Ye Su and felt both pain and loss when they saw the white smoke.
For him, Ye Hongyu's death was an end. It put an end to many including his childhood memories, their life in the abbey, his young companion and a betrayal between father and son.
"It is not the end." He said, however, after a pause, "As long as we are alive, anything is possible. Then why should we leave?"
While he said so, the powerful killers from the Divine Halls of West-Hill had come to the stage. No matter how pious the followers of the New Stream were, they could not slow them down and only shed more blood.
Chen Pipi stood behind Ye Su and started packing. He was now a wastrel. With his Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow destroyed, he could no longer be of any use in the battle. But he still seemed calm and confident.