Chapter 1887: The Strongest King of Brainstorming
He Wudi chose to stay. Did he really think that if he left, no one would close the gate?
No.
Many disciples were lining up, waiting to close the gate.
Closing the gate was only an excuse—an excuse that allowed him to stay.
Although he had lived in the Eternal Sect for less than a hundred years, He Wudi had already regarded this place as home.
He liked his adorable fellow disciples, the food in the Canteen, and every blade of grass and tree in the sect.
If the scroll only offered one chance to enter the Land of Eternal Life, then once he missed it, there would never be another chance.
Then...
"I give it up today."
With his back to the Bronze Cauldron, He Wudi said with a firm gaze, "I do not regret it."
In truth, he had often pondered a question late at night.
When he fought for the Seven Profound Rainbow Light Broken Scroll and was forced to reset his level to zero before descending to the Lower Realm, had it been a blessing or a curse?
Only after joining the Eternal Sect did he obtain the exact answer.
It was a blessing. It was fortune.
Some might say that, as the leader of the Brainstorming Trio, He Wudi had always believed the sect was connected to Senior Xuan, so of course he considered it a blessing.
But that was not the case.
The deeper he came to understand the sect, the more he regarded himself as part of it.
He Wudi had long stopped caring about the Seven Profound Sacred Venerable. Even if he learned the truth, he would still gladly remain a Closed-door Disciple.
The Eternal Sect.
It seemed to contain some kind of magic.
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