As he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar ID, Zhou Yue almost stopped breathing.
He suddenly remembered something from long ago,
so long ago that he had still been a mortal plagued by misfortune, barely clinging to life when he met his master, Lin Qingxuan.
A faint ray of light had quietly blossomed in the boundless night.
Just like this very moment.
"Brother Bai!!!"
Zhou Yue was so excited that his voice had gone slightly hoarse.
He had no idea why a mere Illusion Realm could stir such a fierce desire to win in him.
After just two short months of fighting side by side, this team named Spirit Cloud Sect no longer represented merely him or his sect.
There was his money-grubbing little sister, the good-natured Junior Brother Mu, the gifted Junior Sister Li, the chatty Old Zhong...
Oh, and now there was White Curtain, who seemed like a savior.
As long as these people were there, even if they weren't called the Spirit Cloud Sect team, even if they didn't have to fight on behalf of their sect...
Even if there were no Elder Secret Treasure as a reward.
He still wanted
to keep fighting alongside these people, on and on...
To keep winning together!
To claim the glory they deserved!!
"Brother Bai..."
"I want to win!!!"
Hearing Zhou Yue, who had never been good at expressing himself and was used to silently shouldering everything, say "I want to win" for the first time ever, Lu Ze raised his eyebrows in mild surprise.
Then a smile curved his lips.
"With me here, we won't lose."
Those words were spoken so lightly.
Yet they were more reassuring than any spell in the world.
At that very moment.
The instant the name "White Curtain" appeared in the Immortal-Demon