As time drifted by, more than ninety years passed.
The slaughter outside was incomparably cruel, devouring lives like a Flesh and Blood Grinding Mill.
This place had remained quiet. A Youth in Green Robes and a girl in a white dress cultivated here in silence. The youth cultivated, while the girl watched him all along.
Her life was like a candle flame in the wind, about to reach its end.
"Young master,"
the girl in white said softly.
The youth finally stopped cultivating. He opened his eyes and looked quietly at her, seeing her off for the last time.
This woman's spirit soul and body had both become incomparably aged, on the verge of total collapse. Whether it would happen in the next few days or several days later, no one could tell.
"Young master, what do you think of my talent and aptitude?"
Gong Caiyu asked.
"Ordinary."
"Ordinary?"
"You really are direct. I'm someone about to die."
Gong Caiyu did not know whether to laugh or cry.
No one answered.
It was utterly silent.
"Young master,"
"Actually, I too am a peerless heavenly talent."
Gong Caiyu looked at the Youth in Green Robes before her and spoke seriously.
As though it were true.
A peerless heavenly talent who could not even break through the Void Refinement Realm.
"Yes."
At last, the Great Sun Sword Master spoke again, concise and to the point.
"Pfft!"
Gong Caiyu could not help but smile.
They had known each other for tens of thousands of years. This was the first time she had seen the Great Sun Sword Master lie, lie so expressionlessly, treating it as though it were fact.
"Young master,"
"Before you went to face the Upper Realm Immortal Cult Dao Child, you arranged for the Great Sun Sword Cultivators and bestowed