Pacification

A person's potential is determined by their beliefs, while their future is determined by their vision.

If the world you see is like this, then you will only be confined to this kind of world in the future.

The children of the poor remain poor, and the children of the rich remain rich. It's like a circle, a circle you can't escape. Of course, there are exceptions, but they are extremely rare.

Don't say that these examples are on every TV show; they're all for publicity. If there really were so many successful people and the world's richest people, why are there only a handful?

If we compare the population to one hundred, the richest person in the population is only one percent.

The number of people who can truly become the richest person in a country is definitely no more than a handful.

This principle applies perfectly to the martial world, where background doesn't matter. As long as you work hard enough and have talent, you can become someone who stands at the top of the world.

Above the mountain peak lies the sky, but what lies above the sky?

Then you need to take it one step at a time, see it, and experience it. Only in this way can you make continuous progress on the path of martial arts.

And now, the world unfolding before Fu Hua's eyes is such a vast world. Gods? They are merely the most insignificant existences; there are even higher realms above gods.

At this moment, she was fighting against such an existence. Even though she didn't know the opponent's exact strength, being able to fight against such a powerful figure was enough to awaken her dormant martial arts heart.

Unfortunately, it was a great pity that such opponents were so few that her newly awakened passion for martial arts cooled down once again.

Is this the limit of her potential?

No, there must still be someone there, that chilling aura. Her intuition couldn't be wrong; there must be someone else lurking in the shadows.

With these thoughts in mind, Fu Hua gripped the Xuanyuan Sword even tighter.

As if responding to Fu Hua's heart, the Xuanyuan Sword trembled slightly, as if it were excited for the powerful enemy that was about to appear.

Fu Hua gently stroked the sword with her left hand, feeling a burning heat in her hand that seeped into her heart. Her gradually cooling martial arts heart became scorching again, and a deep red color ignited deep within Fu Hua's sky-blue eyes.

"I lost, but this is just the beginning."

After 1342 used his last bit of strength to finish saying those words, he raised his trembling left hand. The divine claw on the back of his hand was already tattered and broken, and its divine light was completely destroyed. He had indeed lost.

There are never losers in Eagle Claws, so even if he manages to return alive, it will only mean certain death.

With its last shred of will, the broken divine claw slashed across its master's neck, staining it crimson, before vanishing completely into the air, taking its master's life with it.

Pfft!

Another sound rang out from behind Fu Hua. Like 1342, his companion had also chosen to commit suicide.

In the silent space, Fu Hua stood alone in mid-air, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand shining with nobility, like an emperor descending to rule the world. In the utter silence, even the playful fight between Jingwei and Qian Renxue stopped.

They all looked up at the lonely figure hanging in the air.

Loneliness?

Why use this word?

I always felt that her silhouette was so lonely, as if she had come from ancient times, forever alone, without friends, without companions, and without anyone who could understand her.

That's who she is.

"Through countless ages of desolation, gods and men slumber, times change, things remain the same, and people are no longer the same."

Mei suddenly murmured softly.

"Did God abandon humanity, or has the world simply stopped needing God?"

A gentle breeze stirred, and Sisi of silver flashed across her gray hair. In the air, Fu Hua's voice rang out.

"This era has never needed a god."

"Then, what is it that the elders who came from the era of destruction seek?"

Fu Hua frowned, pursed her lips slightly, and then spoke again.

"Seek what you seek, pursue what you pursue."

Mei Qingxiao

"Those who defy the gods become gods themselves. Don't you find that ridiculous?"

"I only ask that I have a clear conscience."

Fu Hua uttered a sentence with a strong and clear voice. There was no passionate oath in his words, just a plain and simple sentence, but it immediately silenced Mei.

Beneath the black robe, dark eyes stared directly into Fu Hua's resolute gaze. Indeed, she saw no wavering in those eyes. Even as a rebel against the gods, having become the very god she despised, she remained steadfast as long as she had a clear conscience.

In Mei's heart, a smile played as she gently stroked her graceful head.

"Haha! I really hate enemies like you, because being your enemy is a terrifying thing."

"If there were no greed, what enemy would there be?"

Mei was stunned. Yes! If one is not greedy, how can one make enemies with others? But how many people can truly understand when it is said so directly?

"Being your disciple must be a great blessing."

Fu Hua fell silent. A disciple?

"Unfortunately, I wasn't a good master."

"Whether they are a good master or not, they are still your disciples. What a pity! I wish I had such a sensible disciple! Why don't you become my disciple?"

In the distance, Jingwei stumbled and nearly fell from the sky into the sea.

Taking Crimson Kite as a disciple? This was the most amusing joke she had ever heard. Please allow her to sort it out first; she felt that this joke had left her head a little confused.

"If you had been born a few years earlier, perhaps I would have considered it."

"That's a real shame, actually..." Mei suddenly frowned.

He shrugged, spread his hands, and looked slightly regretful.

"It seems this is the end of it."

Yes! That's enough.

Similarly, Fu Hua said the same thing, but Fu Hua looked towards the horizon, into the universe.

Time passed second by second. A minute had passed since Mei and Fu Hua finished their conversation. Fu Hua just stood there looking up at the sky, doing nothing but watching.

Jingwei tried to go over several times but was stopped by Qian Renxue, or more accurately, by Qian Renxue who was controlled by Mei.

Everything was normal during the fight with Eagle Claws, but at this moment...

"Hey! Old woman, what exactly do you want?"

"Little sister, I'm only sixteen years old, how come you call me an old woman?"

"Who's your little sister! I'm an adult, two thousand years old, no, two thousand five hundred years old. I'm already a young woman who can stand on her own. As for you, you're still sixteen. The rotten smell emanating from you is almost as old as the yellowed ancient books in Crimson Kite Yuan's collection, yellowed and full of the smell of history."

"Oh my! Little Sister Jingwei is already two thousand five hundred years old! I really didn't realize it. Forgive my old eyes for being so blind; I thought she was a fool!"

"Your eyesight is exceptionally poor; you've missed a zero. Even child traffickers would avoid you now that you're this old."

"That's because they're blind."

"Alright, you have a good eye, sir. Then please hurry up and take this guy away from me. Consider it a good deed for you in the future."

"I wouldn't dare claim such a virtuous act. I was just teasing her a little. Besides, she already has someone in her heart. If I were to get involved, I'd become a mistress, although I wouldn't mind having both of us at the same time."

"Eek!" Jingwei shivered violently, goosebumps rising all over her body, and even the feathers on her body felt like they were being rubbed off.

"A threesome? With your build, you probably couldn't even get up."

"Hehehe!" Mei simply covered her mouth and chuckled, without refuting.

This surprised Jingwei; why wasn't this guy arguing with her anymore?

Just as Jingwei was wondering, Fu Hua's voice suddenly came. It was very soft and faint, but it made her furious.

"Jingwei, I've noticed you're getting a little cocky today."

"Eh? Um... Crimson Kite, please let me explain."

"And you've gained a little weight recently, it seems you're lacking exercise."

"No, I'm not fat at all!" Jingwei shook her head repeatedly, her expression terrified.

Fu Hua glanced back, her gaze light and fleeting.

"Courses increased fivefold"

Without allowing for refusal, opposition, or even a chance for Jingwei to argue, Fu Hua looked up at the sky again.

Duliu Jingwei stood frozen in place, and in the air, there seemed to be a sound of something breaking.

"Hehehe! Little Jingwei, still showing off?"

"Waaaah! You're such a bad guy!"

Two wide streams of tears flowed down three thousand miles, so heartbreaking!

Kaisha raised an eyebrow, finding it quite amusing. Inside Demon One, Morgana, holding popcorn, crossed her legs and watched with amusement. The two women had identical expressions, definitely showing a hint of schadenfreude.

"This little girl is so cute!" Morgana said gleefully.

"Queen" Ato helplessly. They came to move, but how did they end up watching a spectacle halfway through?

"Alright! I understand. I'll leave the rest to you, Ato. Hmm! For now, let's not worry about Earth. This Crimson Kite that appears later is likely related to Earthlings, so let's not make enemies of her yet."

"Yes"

Then, Morgana happily began her gossip-watching behavior.

Meanwhile, among the Angel Clan, the discussion was quite lively.

"Queen Kaisha, that girl..." Angel Yan began, her words pointing directly at Qian Renxue.

"Hmm! That's quite unexpected. Three pairs of angel wings. I wonder what makes them different from our Angel Clan?"

"Queen Kaisha, should we then negotiate with them?"

"Indeed, it's good to ask. Our Angel Civilization has been here for a long time; it's time to usher in a new era."

"Yes"

"Crimson Kite?" Kaisha pondered the meaning of the name Crimson Kite.

"It's the woman with the same face as the girl named Jingwei, Queen Kesha. Is there anything wrong with her?" Angel Yan wondered.

Queen Kaisha doesn't usually show such intense interest in someone, and if she does, well... how should I put it? It's a bit unexpected!

"No, it's just that this name seems familiar..."

Angel Yan remained silent. Even Kaisha would recognize the name, yet she couldn't recall it. That was something these newly promoted angels couldn't understand; it was best to keep quiet.

On the Angel Clan's side, Kaisha was puzzled, but a different atmosphere prevailed on the Ju Xia Hao.

They were initially disheartened by the sudden appearance of a powerful force, but things took an unexpected turn, leaving them with pounding hearts.

But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that the goddess in their Xiong Bing Lian is somewhat dazed at this moment.

The goddess is naturally the true god of this world. Di Lena, the empress of Lieyang Star, should have been ruling Lieyang Star. However, like the powerless emperor, she was too young to rule, and the power was directly seized by the regent, Pan Zhen.

That's how she ended up sneaking out—yes, sneaking out.

She was doing quite well within the Xiong Bing Lian, until now, when the angel and Demon Civilization descended simultaneously. As the captain of the Xiong Bing Lian, she naturally had to wear leather armor and go into battle. However, she never expected to encounter her ancestor here.

It is also a very, very ancient ancestor.

P. S.: Accidents always happen so suddenly.