Zhou Tieyi looked up at the aura cloud hovering above his second uncle, Gongshu Sheng. Though they called each other uncle and nephew, there was no biological relation, which was why Zhou Tieyi was able to perceive Gongshu Sheng’s aura.
As the brother of Zhou Qinglei, the Gongshu family’s genius, Gongshu Sheng, had lost an arm at Sunset Pass over twenty years ago. Yet, those many years had not diminished his ambition. His prosthetic arm, crafted from the Gongshu family’s wood-steel mechanical arts, did not hinder his cultivation in the slightest. Backed by the resources of the Zhou Mansion, he had long since ascended to the Fourth Grade.
However, the Upper Three Ranks were profoundly mysterious; resources alone were insufficient—one required a foundational path of Truth. The blueprint in Zhou Tieyi’s hand was, to any practitioner of mechanical arts, no less significant than Mother Zhou’s Yulong scroll, and perhaps even superior. It was the very foundation for achieving the Dao.
Chapter 101