This young man was Jun Ran, who had been missing for three years.
Since leaving on his own, Junran planned to go to the Ancient Origin Mountain Range to train with magical beasts in order to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.
However, when he emerged from the ruins, he realized that the outside world had completely changed.
The Blood-Clad Alliance wreaked havoc, and countless villagers perished.
He couldn't stand by and watch, so he stepped in and saved the village.
It was around that time that I mentioned Junyu's name because I didn't want to leave my name, and unexpectedly, it brought me a reward.
Although it was very slow, Junyu's soul, which had turned into a blue light spot due to the trauma, began to grow and recover at an exponential rate with the support of the Soul Nourishing Artifact and the power of faith.
After learning of this benefit, he embarked on a journey of wandering the world with the idea of restoring Junyu and tempering himself.
Starting from near the ruins, they headed towards remote areas, slaying the villains of the Blood Robe Alliance along the way, while calling out Jun Yu's name to accumulate faith power for him.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Although it has been so long, the blue light spot has only just begun to develop into an embryo, but this change has already given Junran hope.
If an embryo was formed in three years, then Junyu's soul should be able to be completely repaired within a hundred years.
Once Jun Yu's soul is repaired, he will have only one goal: to go to the Holy Realm!
"It's been three years..."
Junran put the soul-nourishing artifact back into his clothes, his expression somber as he gazed into the distance. "I wonder how Father, Mother, and Little Sister are doing, Xiao San, and... Qin'er... Ha..."
Thinking of this, Junran shook his head self-deprecatingly; he no longer had the right to think about her.
Moreover, he has killed countless people, his hands are stained with blood, and he is no longer as clean and pure as before. Even his aura is now filled with murderous intent.
He himself loathed this murky darkness.
But so what? When you make a mistake, you always have to pay the price.
This includes losing oneself.
Looking down at the white robes he was wearing, Junran felt that he was no longer qualified to wear white robes, even though he had killed those who deserved to die.
"Go and change into black clothes."
Junran thought to himself as he landed in front of a clothing store, “White clothes are always inconvenient for killing people.”
“Young master, this black robe really suits you.”
Looking at Junran, the proprietress was uneasy but couldn't bear to look away.
She felt something was off when the boy was dressed in white, but when he changed into black, his cold and murderous aura instantly seeped into his bones and became completely integrated into his being.
His aura was so powerful and captivating that it could make anyone fall for him at first glance.
"Is that so?"
As Junran looked at the young man in black robes in the mirror, he couldn't help but recall that conversation that seemed to have happened a long time ago.
Jun Yu said to him: "Xiao Ran is gentle and refined like jade, and pure and bright like the moon. She is indeed most suited to wearing white."
Then, every time he returned, Junyu would bring him a white robe as a gift. Over time, he got used to it, and his temperament naturally grew towards that of a gentle and refined gentleman.
But now, the white-clad youth of yesteryear is gone forever.
“Young master, your white robe is of very good quality and can fetch a good price.”
At this moment, the proprietress looked longingly at the white clothes that Junran had changed out of, and tentatively asked, "Should we make a move?"
"Ha, you do know how to do business."
Upon hearing this, Junran's sharp gaze immediately swept over.
"Thump..."
The chilling aura startled the old woman so much that her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground.
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