"However, if you wish to inherit my orthodoxy, you must also shoulder my karma. In other words, you will gain peerless power, but you will scarcely know peace for the rest of your life."
The old man stared at Li Ya and spoke one word at a time, his gaze so cold.
Li Ya was frightened by his eyes. He did not answer at once, but carefully looked back over his life.
Although he had endured hardship and setbacks, deep down, he always felt that he had only reached this day thanks to the help of others. In the first half of his life, his imperial father had protected and escorted him; afterward, Gu An had protected him under another identity and taught him sword arts.
When would he ever be able to repay these people?
Li Ya sank into a difficult choice.
He was afraid he would make a mess of things, and in the end Gu An would still have to come save him.
He could not help turning his head to look at the Divine Wonder Immortal Spirit on his shoulder.
This time, the Divine Wonder Immortal Spirit did not speak. It only looked steadily at him, as if saying that this time, he should decide for himself.
Li Ya believed the old man would not deliberately scheme against him, because there was no need. The gap between their cultivation was enormous. If the old man truly wanted to force him to do something, he had no power to resist at all.
Just as Li Ya was wavering, unable to decide, the old man turned and left.
Li Ya immediately knelt, kowtowed toward the old man's back, and shouted loudly, "Master above, please accept this disciple's bow!"
The old man stopped, then slowly turned around. He looked