Ji Yuan's voice echoed.
The elder's expression changed, shaking his head: "Why bother?"
"Life is limited. I've had a life that could be considered perfection, without any unfulfilled dreams. Ji Yuan, why waste more thoughts on these old bones of mine?"
"Even in seeking life from death, there are many who are willing to strive. The cost of securing a position must be significant. You and the Dao Field need not waste effort on me."
"Master Uncle."
Ji Yuan looked at the elder, his voice serious: "I will take over as the Soldier Holder and handle everything."
"I only hope you will agree to my sole request."
In the canyon, silence temporarily reigned.
After a dozen seconds of quiet, the elder sighed deeply: "Alright, I agree."
...
Qin Jin's entire being fell into tranquility instantly.
After entering the realm of the Divine Weapon, he seemed to have entered the world inside the weapon, surrounded by deep silence, engulfed in darkness, and unable to speak, hear, or see.
