Staring at the clod of dirt in his hand, Chen Jiuge had studied it thoroughly over the past thirty years. He could even proudly state how many grains of soil were on its surface and the depth of its indentations. If the three clods were numbered, Chen Jiuge could identify each one even with his eyes closed, just by touch.
With his eyes firmly shut, Chen Jiuge completely relaxed. He used his Dao Heart to connect with the clod in his hand, feeling an immense, earthy-yellow energy press down on his mind.
"'Vast virtue carries all things.' This is heaviness."
Chen Jiuge, who had shouted this, tensed up, bracing for the impact of the great hammer. However, the attack that should have arrived long ago never came.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the same clay doll from before, who said with a look of gratification, "You've finally comprehended one Law! Quickly, on to the next one."
