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396 pages, Paperback
Published March 14, 2023
He lacked even a scrap of internal energy, recalled very little of his so-called martial arts, and would often forget all sorts of things. His health was poor: from time to time he'd cough up blood, and of top of that, he was completely blind.
He looked as if a gust of wind would blow him over.
But then the wind really did grow stronger, whipping at his robes until they rustled and flapped, and he simply stood there, firmly rooted. As if even a hundred calamities wouldn't be enough to break him.
"I'll gradually train the once-sanctimonious and tenderhearted sect leader of Xuandu Mountain into a disciple of the demonic discipline. In the eyes of the world, he will become someone completely immoral. Wouldn't that be terribly intersting?"
His words left Yu Shengyan dumbfounded. "... What if he does wake up an idiot?"
"Then bury him alive. Anyweher will do." Yan Wushi replied, flippant.
"Since you're awake now, we'll head out tomorrow", he said indifferentely.
"Do I have a choice?" asked Shen Qiao helplessly.
"You can choose to walk out on your own while you're still relarively unwounded, or we can fight another round. Then I'll take you with me after I injure and cripple you."
Shen Qiao had nothing to say to this.
"This Shen asks Yan Zongzhu to bring him away with you."
"A-Qiao is so tender and attentive. If you ever find someone to love, I'm certain you'd be even more caring. Anyone lucky enought to be loved by you must have spent dozen of lifetimes cultivating their good fortune!"
But this flower was good-natured, always tenderhearted and compassionate. That's why it met with trouble after trouble. It seemed to bring all this trouble on itself, but it also anticipated and accepted the consequences of such tenderness. If others thought that softness was a weakness, then it was they who were truly blind.