When Heaven Did Not Give Birth to Me, the World Enjoyed Peace; When Heaven Gave Birth to Me, There Was No Long-Lasting Peace

When Heaven Did Not Give Birth to Me, the World Enjoyed Peace; When Heaven Gave Birth to Me, There Was No Long-Lasting Peace

A plain, black token.

Its reverse bore the emblem of Saint Slave: a naked woman hugging her knees with her head lowered, shackles on all four limbs, rendered with a strong artistic flair.

On its front, amidst clustered flame patterns, was carved a single character: "Sang."

"Elder Sang's Token?"

Xu Xiaoshou turned the token over in his hand, then looked up in confusion. "What does this mean?"

"Long ago, due to differences in ideals between him and me, your master had already half-withdrawn from Saint Slave."

"This was the token he returned to me before leaving. I simply did not agree to let him go, and his heart had not left either."

Curiosity immediately welled up in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.

He knew a little of the reasons behind this; otherwise, Elder Sang would not have returned to Tiansang Spirit Palace.

Yet he had only seen the surface, not the full picture. Thus, he asked, "So what exactly was it because of...?"

"He believed I was still too radical, too eager for success."

"To overturn the current continental order and topple the rule of the Five Great Holy Emperor Clans, one could only proceed step by step. We could not act rashly."

"We should wait a few more decades, until every preparation was complete—until the secret alliance had fully taken shape, until the power of the Ghost Beasts would no longer risk backlash, and so on."

"Then, when we emerged from the mountains, the overall situation could be settled."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded upon hearing this.

Elder Sang's concerns were not without reason.

Ba Zunan really was reckless. Saint Slave was still only one Saint Slave; they had not