Cultivating Hard Is the Right Path!

Bai Yu found it strange. What was going on with Crown Prince Changqin? Why was there nothing at all in his shop?!

It made sense that Li Hanyi had not listed any goods. She had nothing to list.

But Changqin was a Daluo Golden Immortal now. Even if the Li Fire Pearl had carried him there, surely he had something he could list?

Had he simply given up and decided to lie around?

Surely not?

In the past, Changqin had been an unremarkable musician in the Heaven Realm, and only a Golden Immortal at that. It was understandable that he had no supreme techniques or resources.

But now he was a Daluo Golden Immortal. In the Swords of Legends World, even if he was not the strongest in the Three Realms, he stood among the very best.

Had the guy stayed on Yaoshan Mountain the whole time without ever going out?

Otherwise, even if he had to steal! Or rob! Or beg! How could he have absolutely nothing?!

Bai Yu's shopping spree, which emptied the shops, gave everyone in the group a tremendous shock!

Call Me Group Master: (ΩДΩ) Oh my gosh! The Immortal Exalted cleared out my shop?!!! (happy.jpg)

Lord of Divine Law: Thank you, Immortal Exalted!!! You're incredible!!!!!!

Demon Lord: Thank you, Immortal Exalted!!! You're magnificent!!!!!!

World Conqueror: Immortal Exalted, you're incredible and magnificent!!!

Crown Prince Changqin: Immortal Exalted... I feel so wronged... I really want to cry... o(╥﹏╥)o

Yang Jian and Chonglou, who had gained the most, were stunned. Then came excitement, boundless excitement, and exhilaration beyond measure!

If they had cared a little less about their dignity, they might have jumped up and started dancing.

Changqin, on the other hand, was the most miserable. He truly wanted to cry.

In the end, he had missed out on this heaven-sent fortune.

Apart from Li Hanyi and Changqin, who had listed nothing, and Mei Changsu, who remained out of contact, the other group members were beside themselves with joy. They had all reaped rich rewards.

Yang Jian and Chonglou in particular burst out laughing when they saw the huge piles of Sacred Spirit Stones they had received. Their faces bloomed with smiles.

Chinese Paladin World.

The Demon Realm, Supreme Hall.

The demon generals and servants stared at their Demon Lord, who had laughed aloud, utterly baffled. Had something gone wrong with his cultivation? Was there something wrong with his head?

Their Demon Lord was usually stern and unsmiling, his bearing imposing. Yet now he had not only laughed aloud, but his normally cold face had also blossomed like a chrysanthemum.

No matter how they looked at it, it was strange.

An odd atmosphere spread through the hall. The demon generals and servants lowered their heads, not daring to let their thoughts wander further. They held the Demon Lord in deep reverence and fear.

Chonglou seemed to notice the strange mood in the hall. He glanced at his subordinates, whose heads were bowed low.

"Ahem. Did you understand what I just said?"

Chonglou schooled his expression, his face stern and his bearing dignified.

"Yes, Demon Lord. Your subordinates understand."

"Good. Since you all understand, you may leave."

Chonglou decided he could not lose his composure in front of his subordinates again.

It would not affect their loyalty, but he still had an image to maintain.

While keeping an eye on the Chat Group, he took out a Sacred Spirit Stone still warm from its arrival and refined it, beginning to comprehend the Source Laws of heaven and earth.

"This feeling of growing stronger is wonderful!"

Chonglou reveled in his comprehension of the Spatial Source Law at a speed he could never have dreamed of before.

"The Sacred Spirit Stone truly is a treasure for Dao Comprehension. Praise the Immortal Exalted!"

Chonglou revered Bai Yu, as anyone who worshipped strength would. He had also made Bai Yu his goal, hoping that one day he could fight him.

That goal was beyond his reach. He might only be able to watch Bai Yu's back recede ever farther into the distance. But even an unrealistic dream could be a powerful force driving him forward.

Chonglou had always been stubborn. Perhaps that was a good thing.

If Bai Yu knew what Chonglou was thinking, he would encourage and support him. That was how it should be. Cultivating hard was the right path; love and romance were merely scenery along the way to the summit.

The scenery might be beautiful, but such beauty was everywhere, and the closer one came to the summit, the more beautiful it became.

So before reaching the summit, it was best not to stop for the beauty right in front of one's eyes.

In the original timeline, Chonglou had fallen for Zixuan alone. Though he could not win her heart, he had still been willing to protect her in silence.

One could call that proof of Chonglou's extraordinary magnanimity and tenderness, but it did not change the fact that he had been a lovesick fool.

An anguished romance had never suited the proud, aloof Chonglou.

Shouldn't Feipeng have been the one Chonglou protected?

Chonglou and Feipeng were the ones who fought as bitter rivals yet recognized kindred spirits in each other.

Lotus Lantern World.

The Heavenly Court, Hall of the Heavenly Gods.

Like Chonglou, Yang Jian had burst out laughing, his face blooming with joy.

The Meishan Brothers standing along both sides below exchanged glances, looking at their second master with concern.

Oh no. Something's wrong with the second master's mind.

The pressure must have been too much for him!

Or does he miss his sister, the Third Saintly Mother, too much?

"Second Master..."

Eldest Kang hesitated, watching Yang Jian with worry.

"Ahem... It's nothing. I just thought of something happy."

Yang Jian coughed and calmed his excitement. His expression settled as well.

"By the way, brothers, I intend to retrieve the Mountain Splitting Axe, split Huashan open, and rescue my sister Yang Chan."

Seeing the atmosphere grow somber, Yang Jian changed the subject.

Although Yang Jian was the one who had imprisoned Yang Chan beneath Huashan, the Queen Mother of the West had used certain measures that he could not undo. His only option was to split the mountain open by force.

Why had the Third Saintly Mother been imprisoned beneath Huashan?

Mainly because she had fallen in love with a mortal and broken heavenly law. Yang Jian had imprisoned her there to protect her from an even harsher punishment by the Heavenly Court.

Besides, Huashan was where the Third Saintly Mother's temple stood. It was not so different from confining her to her own home.

Yang Jian truly could not understand what his sister saw in Liu Yanchang, that selfish, cowardly, useless mortal.

Had she gone blind?

Yes, Yang Jian despised Liu Yanchang from the bottom of his heart. If his sister had not pleaded with him so desperately, he would have killed the man long ago.

Though Yang Jian occasionally visited his nephew, he never met Liu Yanchang. He feared that the sight of the man would make anger surge from his heart and drive him to kill him.

At first, Yang Jian had felt conflicted about his nephew Chenxiang, and the matter had given him a headache.

On the one hand, the boy was his sister's flesh and blood, so of course he loved him for her sake.

On the other hand, Liu Yanchang was such a revolting creature that Yang Jian resented the boy for his father's sake.

So in the beginning, Yang Jian truly both loved and resented his nephew.

But as his visits grew more frequent, he found that the clever little rascal was rather endearing. Chenxiang had also inherited his sister's looks, with fair skin and an adorable face.

Gradually, Yang Jian accepted him and grew ever fonder of him.

Originally, he had planned to let father and son live out their ordinary lives in the village, peaceful and safe, until they died.

Perhaps once both of them had passed away, his sister would let go too.

After all, mortals lived little more than a hundred years. To Yang Jian and Yang Chan, that was gone in the blink of an eye.