Zhao Yi was once held by Prince Zhi when he was young.
Besides the old emperor, Prince Zhi had the greatest talent among the princes.
Prince Zhi's talent was not only in cultivation; he also possessed exceptional learning ability.
Astronomy, geography, medicine, astrology.
Prince Zhi mastered all these obscure disciplines with unmatched proficiency.
Even someone as astonishingly talented as Miaoyin admitted being a step behind Prince Zhi.
However, success and failure both arose from the same source.
Prince Zhi was too intelligent, acquiring knowledge that was far too eclectic.
By the time others realized something was wrong with him, he had already begun to go mad.
Looking at Prince Zhi up in the sky, a blank expression on his face, Zhao Yi felt a deep sense of desolation.
The most learned prodigy in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty had gone insane to the point of not recognizing himself.
How tragic!
Zhao Yi sighed and looked towards the distant valley.
