Time passed.
Fei Peng continued to undergo trials and reincarnate. In this life, Fei Peng had been reborn as Jing Tian, a clerk at Yong'an Pawnshop in Yuzhou City.
Life after life.
Fei Peng had long since become utterly different from who he once was. More precisely, in this life, he was Jing Tian—a mere street punk.
All he wanted was to become a wealthy tycoon or a great hero admired by all.
Whether becoming rich or becoming a great hero, neither seemed to have much to do with Jing Tian. They were nothing more than his daydreams.
Who could have imagined that Jing Tian had once been the greatest divine general in heaven and earth? And who could have imagined that this inconspicuous little punk would ultimately become the great hero who saved the Six Realms?
Jing Tian did eventually become the great hero he had dreamed of being. Unfortunately, becoming a great hero and saving the Six Realms came at a price. People had to keep making sacrifices.
Today.
There was a meteor shower. Inside Yong'an Pawnshop, Jing Tian, Xu Biping, and Mao Mao were all making wishes upon the falling stars.
It was said.
That if one made a wish upon a meteor shower, it would come true.
Though it was rather unrealistic, some people believed it. After Jing Tian made his wish, he saw a shooting star flying toward him.
Jing Tian instinctively held out his hand, and a jade pendant appeared in his palm.
"This jade..."
Jing Tian stared blankly at the jade in his hand. What was going on with it? Just as he began examining it carefully.
Suddenly.
The jade that had landed in his hand flew away and fell into someone else's hand.
Hun Xiu appeared, snatched away the jade pendant,