"Junior sister, I can't think straight. I dream of becoming an emperor..."
"But now, I have absolutely no chance."
"Waaaa, I feel so awful..."
Liu Ruyan shook her head frantically. She wanted to think things through, but after her cultivation was destroyed, she simply couldn't.
After all, becoming the Great Emperor was her obsession.
Now all hope is lost.
How could she possibly be happy?
Looking at her stubborn expression, Luo Qingmei didn't know what to say.
She could only sigh helplessly, feeling sorry for Liu Ruyan...
After all, it was extremely difficult for Liu Ruyan to cultivate to the Yuan Dan realm.
Now all our efforts have been in vain...
That's such a shame.
...
Tianjian Sect.
On Xiaoyun Peak.
Chen Yang had no idea that Liu Ruyan, that ungrateful wretch, actually returned to the wooden house on her own after he crippled her cultivation...
Now, he spends his days like an idle person, doing nothing...
He simply couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to those ungrateful wretches...
Days passed by like this...
In the blink of an eye, another year has passed...
This day.
On Xiaoyun Peak.
Chen Yang was sitting in a pavilion, leisurely sipping tea and gazing at the distant scenery...
He had seen the scenery on Xiaoyun Peak many times before.
So now, watching it, he suddenly felt bored.
"Staying in this sect every day is quite boring..."
Chen Yang picked up his teacup and slowly sipped his tea.
He's starting to feel a bit bored with this retirement-like lifestyle.
This moment.
A sudden thought arose in his mind: to leave the Heavenly Sword Sect, find a scenic place, and live in seclusion...
...
at the same time.
At the foot of the Heavenly Sword Sect mountain.
In front of the cabin.
Liu Ruyan held a bronze mirror in her hand, looking at her aged appearance in the mirror.
She couldn't help but smile bitterly, her expression somewhat sorrowful.
"It seems that I, Liu Ruyan, am destined not to live much longer..."
Liu Ruyan knew that she could only live a few more years at most before she would die of old age...
Since Chen Yang crippled her cultivation a year ago.
She had long since given up hope.
Now, she is completely desperate.
She knew that her fate would be the same as her three junior sisters, Zhou Qingmin, Lin Xuan'er, and Lu Yuan: to slowly die in despair and pain...
Actually, back then, after Chen Yang destroyed his cultivation...
She knew she didn't have many years left to live.
Her only fate was death.
so.
Only then would she, with her aged body, return to this wooden house.
At that time, she was thinking that since she was going to die anyway, why not come back and die with her fellow disciples...
That way, even in the afterlife, she and her fellow disciples would have company...
so.
She's back.
Now a year has passed.
She had long since come to terms with reality; she knew she would never become an emperor in this lifetime, and death was the only outcome for her...
Now, she has lost all hope.
All she's thinking about now is taking it one day at a time, and dying whenever she wants...
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