A Favorable Lot?

Three days later, Soul Locking Mountain.

On a cliff shrouded in gray mist, a man and a woman stood quietly, neither speaking.

Wang Longxiang gazed at the mountain peaks steeped in cold fog, a trace of melancholy rising in her heart.

She knew Lu Ran was about to leave.

He was the Ran Sect Master, his ambition set on conquering the entire Holy Spirit Continent, even piercing through the sea of clouds that towered above all living beings and sweeping away the dust within.

How could he linger in a tiny place like Soul Locking Mountain?

"Whew~"

A gust of cold wind swept by, bringing damp, chilling mist with it.

Wang Longxiang raised a hand and tucked a stray lock of long hair by her temple behind her ear.

As a dignified Nuying Disciple, she should not have yearned for peace and quiet.

The Nuying Faction was born glorious!

To wage war across the land for a lifetime and be wrapped in horsehide upon death—that was the destiny of Nuying Disciples.

But...

Wang Longxiang turned her head slightly and looked at the Coir Raincoat Youth beside her.

His eyes remained bright, utterly out of place against the gloomy Soul Locking Mountain.

Peace and quiet...

Perhaps it was not such a bad thing.

Long ago, Wang Longxiang had been everyone's support. Countless hopeful gazes rested upon her, and the lives of one companion after another weighed upon her shoulders.

Ever since Lu Ran had come here, everything had changed.

Wang Longxiang had discovered that she, too, had someone to rely on. This perilous Soul Locking Mountain no longer seemed quite so frightening.

Unfortunately, he was about to leave.

"I'll activate the Nüying God Statue as soon as possible, then come back and sign the Inheritance Contract with you," Lu Ran said