After killing Yin Qiantu, I had avenged Ye Yunqiu. Although he had left no relics behind, I believed I would never forget those memories for the rest of my life. Only after putting away the Soul Urn did I feel somewhat better.
I looked at Jiang Ruoyin, who was still stunned, and said, "Master Jiang, we should go."
"Uh... yes." Jiang Ruoyin had been staring at the Soul Urn. After a long while, she finally came to her senses and said, "You're truly audacious. You killed a True Immortal from the Cangyun Sect, broke into the Lingyun Sword Manor, and I hear you've even had some friction with the Southern Immortal Pavilion recently. It's only because your strength is greater that the sect behind you hasn't already been coveted by others."
"Heh heh. Small places have their own way of developing, and large places have their own way of maintaining stability. If I don't make trouble, everyone thinks I'm easy to bully. If I do make trouble, they think I'm too wicked. So all I can do is follow my nature." I smiled indifferently.
"That does make some sense, but the Ancient Divine Continent is far larger than you can imagine. Even if the Kunpeng Token is fast, it may not be able to cover every aspect. Take care of yourself." Jiang Ruoyin said.
"Master Jiang, speaking of which, you're actually not a bad person." I smiled.
"Oh my, so I'm a bad person in your eyes! Hmph, you're the bad person. I'm the good one!" Jiang Ruoyin snorted.
I shrugged and said, "Apart from holding to my principles, I don't think I'm all that bad. Good people don't live long, while bad people live for a thousand years. Since I'm half good and half bad, I suppose I can