"…What?" Sect Master Bing Xuan faintly muttered.
"And then, in the side alley… I saw it."
"Faded wood, a crooked roof, walls that looked like they hadn't been cleaned in years. And not just one. There were several, all worn down!"
"But…"
"That one building… that one door…"
"It felt different."
"I don't know how to explain it, Elders, but… that one specific door, it was calling to me!"
"Whispering my name. Begging to be opened."
"I had to enter it."
"No. I must enter it!"
"Even if ten thousand demonic beasts stood before me, I would still walk through that door."
He looked the elders dead in the eye.
"The establishment I entered… was an outhouse."
Silence.
The kind of silence that came from confusion, secondhand embarrassment, and disbelief.
Dou Xinshi nodded proudly, both hands now clasped.
"A toilet, yes… but not just any toilet."
"It was the portal. The divine threshold. The gateway to this realm of flavors and miracles."
