"You all go back first; I still want to practice a bit more."
Senior Evil spoke softly.
"Then return early; I'll save a steamed bun for you."
Ye Beichen, accustomed to it, slowly walked away with Li Linglong.
The sun set behind the mountain, and echoes filled the emptiness.
The world seemed vast, as if only Senior Evil was left. Watching the gathering and scattering clouds, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness.
"Perhaps, I'm destined to be alone."
He knew his talent couldn't be compared to Li Linglong and Ye Beichen. No matter how hard he tried, the gap would only widen, and sooner or later, they would belong to different worlds.
When that time came, with the world so vast, who in Zhongnan Mountain would want to approach him?
"In life, one cannot escape the four words: birth, death, fortune, and misfortune..."
"There's a tremendous potential hidden within you... a power that could overshadow everyone..."
