"The Dao that can be told is not the eternal Dao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name.Nameless, it is the beginning of heaven and earth; named, it is the mother of all things.Hmm, maybe there’s another ‘name’—the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young who bears countless descendants, heh heh..." "I’ve comprehended the Dao! I’ve comprehended the Dao!Ho ho ho ha ha ha ga—ga—ga——!!!" Watching his fellow cultivator, whose skull split open, ribs tore apart, and fleshly wings sprouted before flying up into the sky,Li Fan, still trembling with fear, stopped today’s Dao lecture. "Sigh, I can’t talk about the Tao Te Ching casually anymore—I’ve driven another one insane..."