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Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "This feeling is wonderful, isn't it?"
"Yes, very wonderful," Zhao Rongfei sighed.
He really enjoyed this feeling.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "But this feeling may not be a good thing."
Zhao Rongfei was taken aback.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "What is your purpose in cultivating? Is it to be invincible in the world, or something else?"
Zhao Rongfei pondered in silence.
Suddenly, he felt a bit lost.
Why was he cultivating? Was it to be invincible in the world or for something else?
It seemed like it was just to become stronger, then he joined the Golden Saber Sect and cultivated desperately, unknowingly became a True Disciple, still desperately cultivating, wanting to become stronger.
To become stronger, stronger.
This thought had always driven him, but ultimately, for what reason did he want to become stronger?
