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Is this... considered the final gift?
To repay the kindness of saving a life?
Standing on the street, Xu Xing gazed at the heavy, goose-feather snow before him. He remained stunned for a long time as a sense of melancholic solitude welled up in his heart.
On the Immortal Path, by this point, so many old friends have withered away. Wu Miao's determination when she left...
As an emperor well-versed in the ways of the world, how could he not understand her intentions?
Seventy years of holding on to their agreement. Thirty years of persistence for herself. She had offered herself, and after their dual cultivation, he and Wu Miao were now strangers.
It's... as if we've become the protagonists of some stage drama.
Some things need to be said clearly.
Xu Xing shook his head.
He looked inward, examining the pure Yin Element stored within his Dantian.
His gaze gradually shifted from hesitation to determination.
