A week slipped by. Good Chip and Fay healed clean, and it even favored Good Chip, his meridians scoured and opened like clogged channels after a flood.
Radeon had handed them a task, and the sutra itself sat in their stomachs like grit between teeth.
The group of Tiyanak drifted past from time to time, the ones who wore children's skin and were tasked with making a stone.
Eager to please Radeon, they had gone too far, packing the pillar dense and hard, proud of how it resisted the chisel.
Now, Fay and Good Chip stood before a massive stone pillar made of plain, stubborn rock. All without using qi.
The system had marked the sutra for them line by line, and they were to carve the exact words into the face of it until the pillar carried every stroke.
[Task: Write the Penitence Sutra of Ignorance into stone, then into your heart.]
[A full belly does not chase flavor. It waits for need. A guarded mouth tastes best when it must.]
