Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Seven [Celestial Sect]
Zhan Li prostrated on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly. After a moment, her forehead was already flushed. Only then did the Saint nod slowly and say, "Enough, that's enough."
Waves of emotion surged in Zhan Li's heart as she slowly rose to her feet and said, "Thank you, Saint, for bestowing this opportunity upon me. Whatever the Saint commands, Zhan Li will not hesitate to die a thousand times to fulfill it!"
The Saint fixed his gaze on Zhan Li for a moment, then smiled gently, "I hope you remember what you said today."
Then, the Saint raised his hand and gently waved his sleeve, causing Zhan Li to feel as if the world was spinning. Her vision went dark, and she lost consciousness.
Unaware of how much time had passed, Zhan Li slowly awoke to the sound of the Saint's voice beside her ears.
"Rise."
