Upon hearing this, Xiong Fengru fell silent.

This silence lasted for three days.

No matter how hard Xiong Fengru thought, he couldn’t figure out the reason for his downfall.

"Perhaps you should tidy your appearance and then reflect more carefully."

Wang Ye looked at Xiong Fengru’s beggar-like appearance and reminded him.

Xiong Fengru forced a bitter smile; now he was destitute and physically weak, devoid of strength to trim his beard.

"It’s said that the more you cut a beard, the tougher it becomes. I can’t trim my beard."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye laughed.

"Since even your beard becomes tougher, why don’t you become stronger? Your current strength is too weak; anyone can defeat you."

Wang Ye hoped to awaken this person with profound words.

"Yes, now I’m nothing, but I once had everything."

Thinking of the glorious past, Xiong Fengru sighed.

Though he was so despondent, Wang Ye still noticed a trace of dissatisfaction deep in his eyes.

Someone who once flourished cannot fall into despondency like this.

Wang Ye took out a piece of White Crystal Cold Jade and handed it to him.

"Take this to tidy your hairstyle, then buy a decent outfit."

Xiong Fengru accepted the White Crystal Cold Jade without hesitation.

Then he went to the street to trim his beard, and looking at himself in the mirror, he was still a young man, only his eyes were somewhat dim.

Next, he went to the street and selected an outfit to wear.

This outfit was very expensive; he had never bought such an expensive piece of clothing.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he wanted to find that old feeling again, for the heroic spirit of his past was gone.

"Ah, clothes are just an accessory after all; I must regain what I’ve lost."

Walking down the street, he saw someone playing the erhu with a somewhat mournful tune.

"Three thousand years ago, I liked listening to music too, my favorite piece was called ’Hero’.

Xiong Fengru walked towards the elderly man playing the erhu, then respectfully said.

"Old man, can you play the ’Hero’ tune?"

Upon hearing this, the elderly man showed a kind smile.

"’Hero’ is a very old piece, and a very difficult one to listen to, but if you listen with a quiet heart, you can discern its Secret Moves."

"It is said that someone once listened to the ’Hero’ tune and became the number one expert in the world."

The elderly man then began to play the erhu.

Melancholy notes drifted out, it was indeed the ’Hero’ tune.

Xiong Fengru sat hugging his knees under a big tree, and listened attentively and calmly.

After listening, his eyes brightened.

"Thank you, old man, for playing this tune for me. I will come again tomorrow to listen."

Xiong Fengru placed a piece of Spirit Jade in front of the elderly man, then left in large strides.

For the next period, Xiong Fengru spent his days coming to the elderly man to listen to the tunes, and after listening, he would go back to Maple Fragrance Lake to cultivate.

The time passed peacefully like this.

Until he ran out of Spirit Jade.

That’s when he remembered Wang Ye.

Wang Ye lived by Maple Fragrance Lake.

"Hopefully he can lend me another piece of White Crystal Cold Jade."

Xiong Fengru muttered to himself and soon arrived at Wang Ye’s pavilion.

Wang Ye looked at the person standing outside the pavilion doors, finding that Xiong Fengru had changed.

The despondence on his face was all gone, and his mouth curled into a confident smile, with a rare smile appearing on his face.

Seeing his smile, Wang Ye felt as if bathed in a spring breeze.

Perhaps the Xiong Fengru of the past had returned.

"Sect Master Wang, could you lend me a piece of White Crystal Cold Jade? I promise I’ll repay it."

Xiong Fengru finally gathered the courage to state his purpose.

Wang Ye gave a leisurely smile and said.

"Of course, but you must help me defeat Tianyin."

Upon hearing this, Xiong Fengru contemplated; Tianyin was his old friend, and if he could regain his past strength, defeating him wouldn’t be difficult.

"Certainly!"

Xiong Fengru agreed without hesitation.

Wang Ye took out a piece of White Crystal Cold Jade and handed it to him.

"Thank you, Sect Master Wang."

Accepting the White Crystal Cold Jade, Xiong Fengru left immediately; he now needed to race against the clock to cultivate.

As Wang Ye watched him leave, he also took out a book he hadn’t looked at in a long time.

"Silkworm Scripture!"

Looking at this scripture, he knew it was a very profound cultivation technique.

To cultivate this force, one must produce Silkworm Silk, and then wrap oneself in it.

Within the Silkworm Silk lies a different world, requiring cultivation within the Silkworm Silk for three years before emerging.

If one could master this Silkworm Scripture, one could become a monument in this world; defeating Tianyin would be no issue.

However, the Silkworm Scripture was actually discovered within an old tattered music score.

Wang Ye expressed skepticism about the authenticity of the Silkworm Scripture.

"Now I have learned the Light and Shadow Sword Technique, capable of reversing time; even if trapped in Silkworm Silk for three years, it won’t be a big deal."

Wang Ye then mobilized his Spiritual Energy.

"Light and Shadow Sword Technique!"

Instantly, golden rays shot from his body, and the surrounding space-time began to reverse.

The maple trees by the lake shrank quickly, fallen leaves rose from the ground flying back to the tree.

Then the withered yellow maple leaves started to turn green gradually.

An hour later, Wang Ye had successfully reversed time around him to three years prior.

And he formally began practicing the Silkworm Scripture.

As he cultivated, white silk threads appeared around his body.

The snow-white silk wrapped him layer by layer; before long, he was surrounded by several layers of silk thread, leaving only a cocoon-like object in the pavilion.

Wang Ye at this moment also entered the Silkworm World.

"Haha, after three thousand years, finally a human has appeared."

Just entering the Silkworm World, Wang Ye heard an ancient voice.

Wang Ye turned quickly to look, seeing an old man ninety-six inches tall appearing in the Silkworm World, with wonders of flora and effervescent vitality all around.

"Who are you?"

Wang Ye asked curiously.

He knew nothing of the Silkworm Scripture, unaware what he would encounter in Silkworm World, nor knew how he himself would transform to be this world’s pinnacle warrior.

"I am the Silkworm Scripture."

The tall old man smiled kindly.

"You are the Silkworm Scripture, Grandpa, how do I become the most elite presence in this world?"

Upon hearing Wang Ye’s words, the Silkworm stroked his chin whiskers and sighed.

"Why does everyone want to be the most elite presence in the world?"

Upon this, Wang Ye was perplexed; this old man’s words were unique, as if suggesting he shouldn’t desire to be world number one.

"Since you want to know, I’ll tell you."

"Silkworm Page One: Forget Everyone in the World!"

"Silkworm Page Two: Reflect on Your Past Self!"

"..."

After saying this, the Silkworm elder vanished in the thriving floral world.