A certain woman, for some inexplicable reason, became bound to an arrogant and deceptive system. She transmigrates into the bodies of cannon fodder characters in various worlds, fulfilling their wi...
An ice needle pierced the back of his neck, instantly neutralizing all his attacks.
Xiang Wan stopped in time, sheathed her sword, and said, "Benefactor, you have lost."
Yang Sheng knelt on one knee, holding a sword in one hand and planting it in the ground, while the other hand rested on the back of his neck, his face expressionless.
"Very well, cause and effect, all have their source. Today's events are all the result of yesterday's causes, and tomorrow's consequences are all in a single thought. Benefactor, exchanging a sacred object for the truth is not a loss, not a loss at all!"
As the ice needles melted, the dream-weaving technique entered Yang Sheng's mind.
Tu Hongye quickly stepped forward, took the cloth bag from Yang Sheng's waist, and added another layer of defense to prevent others from taking Yang Sheng's life.
As he walked towards the exit, Tu Hongye said nothing and asked nothing, which was unlike his usual self.
After several attempts to turn his head away, Xiang Wan finally spoke.
"Master, how many more skills do you have yet to use?"
“Disciple, this is not your place to ask.”
If a master doesn't have any skills and his apprentice surpasses him, what face will he have left?
"If I don't ask, does that mean Master can leave whenever he wants without considering my feelings?"
"When fate brings us together, we meet; when fate separates us, we part ways. Why cling to the past?"
Tu Hongye suddenly stopped, took the cloth bag containing the creature in his hand, stared at it, and said, "If it weren't for the Sanqing Sect, would Master have been able to leave?"
Xiang Wan looked at him quietly, her eyes devoid of any emotion. "Hong'er, if there is no pursuit in life, living is just being a walking corpse. You still have a long way to go."
"Pursuit?" Tu Hongye's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled, saying, "I understand, Master, let's go out!"
Xiang Wan frowned, feeling that Tu Hongye seemed to have some ulterior motives. But he had already stepped into the exit, so Xiang Wan had no choice but to put aside her doubts and follow him.