When Liu Ruxu heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something to comfort him, only to find her throat seemed blocked by something, and she could not utter a single word.
She knew what Xu Ziqian was referring to.
She had also heard of Chen Fei's secret art of fusing Heavenly Status into his Dao Domain, and she knew how dangerous it was. Xu Ziqian likewise knew of this secret art, and with his talent and perseverance, he might not necessarily have been unable to cultivate it.
But he had not chosen that path.
Was it because he did not dare? No, Xu Ziqian was absolutely not someone timid and afraid of trouble.
He had dared, with a body suffering a severe injury, to battle three Half-Step Heavenly Lords in succession. The toughness of his will far exceeded that of ordinary people.
He had not chosen this path perhaps because his Dao was different from Chen Fei's. His Dao was the union of the Divine General Body and Po Jun, frontal crushing, proving the Dao through strength.
Chen Fei's Dao, however, was more changeable, and also more dangerous.
But at this moment, looking at Chen Fei, who had shone so brilliantly in the Myriad Sect Grand Competition and even overshadowed all his fellow disciples of the Dan Chen Sect, an unavoidable surge of complicated emotion rose in Xu Ziqian's heart.
There was unwillingness, there was loss, and there was also a trace of admiration even he himself was unwilling to acknowledge.
Liu Ruxu was silent for a moment, then finally spoke slowly, her voice gentle.
"Ziqian, in the past, I really did hate Chen Fei. Because he made you suffer so much, made you cut such a sorry figure, I even hoped he