In Cave Abode Huang-163, Song Ciwan picked up the goose feather from the ground and gently placed it in front of the Big White Goose.
She smiled and said, "Reflections in a mirror, the moon on the water—all things arise from emptiness. When you can't make sense of it, why not pause? Wait quietly, and perhaps the flower will bloom."
The Big White Goose spread its wings, tilted its head, and let out a loud "HONK HONK."
It was as if to ask: 'What are you talking about, Wanwan? This goose doesn't understand!'
Song Ciwan reached out and gently stroked its head and neck.
Meanwhile, on an unnamed mountaintop roughly twenty miles from Pinglan City, Tushan Keji and Duan Xinghun had been debating the Dao for three days straight. Wielding words like swords and their philosophies as weapons, they had clashed for hundreds of rounds. Now, at last, the conflict between their viewpoints reached its zenith.
