From the future memories of the Martial Sanctuary, Igaris already knew of several hidden prodigies—individuals whose greatness had not yet awakened in this timeline. Their talents lay dormant, buried beneath years of obscurity and doubt.
And one of them was Ren Wen.
That was why Igaris had come to this place. To meet the boy before fate could bury him beneath mediocrity. To recruit him, mold him, and ignite the spark before it was too late.
But Igaris had not come alone.
Beside him walked Evernight, tall and resplendent even in the plainest of robes. She had donned a simple gray garb to suppress her overwhelming beauty, yet her elegance could not be hidden. Her face remained partly concealed beneath a soft hood, but the poise of her steps and the delicate outline of her figure betrayed a beauty so radiant that even restraint could not veil it.
As they passed through the training ground, heads turned.
Whispers filled the air.
"That woman… is she with the Dao Child too?"
