Qingxuan saw himself in the past, full of ambition, hailed as a once-in-a-century genius in alchemy.
He paused for a moment in front of his past self, then calmly walked past this fragment of memory.
The proud and carefree Qingxuan disappeared from the scene. He continued to traverse the labyrinth of memories.
Then.
He saw the alchemy competition.
It was that competition that sent him from heaven to hell.
This conspiracy destroyed him, along with those he cared about.
This was the greatest turning point in his life.
By all logic, this should have been the most deeply remembered scene.
But, this scene still became blurred.
Finally.
In the entire labyrinth of memories, only that one scene remained.
Qingxuan opened his eyes, and the scene revealed itself.
Qingxuan, somewhat lost in thought, watched the people within the scene.
It was... his parents.
"Qingxuan is too arrogant. Originally, he could have refused this challenge. Alas." Father sighed.
