After hearing this, Zhang Liugen was instantly furious.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Fine. Just wait."
The facts will prove that I'm the one who's right.
But he did not say that aloud, because he knew he could not say it either.
He merely thought it viciously to himself.
Those words were far too taboo.
"Hmph, wait? I'll spar with you right now."
"What, the genius with the Heavenly Spirit Root wouldn't refuse just because of this, would he?" that Junior Brother sneered.
"You!"
Just then, a voice shouted, "Junior Brother Wang, hurry up and prepare the wedding."
"This time, we'll be hosting all the Great Sects. I heard at least six Golden Core immortals are coming."
Only then did that Junior Brother leave smugly.
Zhang Liugen could finally endure no longer.
He had overestimated his own willpower, and overestimated his own endurance.
So he began to let himself go as well...
And once he fell, he fell completely.
He had figured it out.
To live, one had to open one's heart and embrace change.
Just like the modern people on the other side—open up one's mind and let one's imagination run free.
So that very day, he consumed all the pills he had accumulated over the past few months.
Those pills had somehow not expired yet.
He let all the microorganisms invade his body.
Seeing this, Wenren Sheng sighed softly.
After all, those who were truly strong-willed were often selected from among hundreds of millions.
They were tempered through hardship and desperate straits.
Zhang Liugen had had it far too smooth all the way.
Even though he had sensed that something was wrong, under the stimulation and sway of his emotions, he still abandoned the right path.
Wenren Sheng shook his head slightly.
That was why, when choosing a