Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Bright light flowed through Li Qingshan’s eyes. On the precipitous cliff beneath his feet, there were thousands of tiny holes, all claw marks left behind by his hands.
The will of the heavens had toyed with him countless times, where the rock crumbled under his grip, or snow and wind bombarded him from behind. He had all dealt with it in the moment. As long as he slipped up even just once, his body would be smashed to pieces, but he never used the Divine Talisman of Great Creation, nor did he lose his smile.
He was very happy, definitely not just due to the influence from the ape demon’s demonic nature. Instead, as he followed his heart in an almost hysterical manner, he recalled his original sentiments.
He recalled how unwilling he felt to simply submit to fate when he was on the brink of death, having lived this fleeting life in such a mediocre manner. He also recalled how happy and joyful he felt when he gained a new life and how he swore he would not let this life go to waste.
Back then, all he thought of was having a satisfying life across his century of lifespan, but before he knew it, he already possessed far more than he initially wanted. He possessed unimaginably great strength and an unimaginably lengthy lifespan, so why had he become afraid instead?
Formation, existence, disintegration, then emptiness. That was the unavoidable cycle of the world.
Were the gods and buddhas truly immortal and undying? No matter who or what it was, were they not reduced to emptiness in the very end?
Scooping the moon was futile, but so what?
The will of the heavens toyed with him, but did he have to care what the end result was?
If the moon in the water was truly so enchanting, then he should just scoop away!
Gu Yanying seemed to understand something, leaving her momentarily speechless. She patted him on the shoulder. “Thank you.”
Listening to the splashing water next door, she suddenly smiled. “If you don’t think that much, it really is very interesting, except…”
She took out the peng’s feather and swung it gently.
Crack!
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