"What? The Saint is leaving? Have your people treated the Saint poorly?"
The oldest Li Ba let out a cry of alarm. The other members of the Page Stone Clan hurried over, their eyes filled with sorrow, and prostrated themselves on the ground. "Please, Saint, do not abandon your people."
Abandoned by the curse for thousands of years, they had finally found a sense of belonging. The Page Stone Clan did not want to experience that feeling of abandonment again. And Lu Xiaotian before them had, through a twist of fate, become an insurmountable totem pole in their hearts. Now that totem pole faced the danger of collapsing. How could the Page Stone Clan accept it so easily?
"My coming here was your opportunity. Under the curse's threat, the Page Stone Clan survived for thousands of years, which also proves that your fate was not to end here. You must walk the road ahead yourselves. I have enemies of my own as well. If I remain here, I will only bring your clan the fate of annihilation." Lu Xiaotian shook his head.
"Are there people more powerful than the Saint?" The Page Stone Clan members present were stunned. In their eyes, Lu Xiaotian could cure the snake and insect poisons that had left them helpless. He could subdue the spirit of the curse that had tormented them for thousands of years. With such heaven-reaching, earth-shaking abilities, what could possibly threaten the Saint?
"The world is vast, and there are countless powerful people. I am merely a grain of sand in the boundless sea. Once you cultivate to a certain realm and leave this wilderness, you will understand. What you need is not a Saint, but to make yourselves powerful as quickly as possible. Once you are strong enough, every one