"Rest assured. Jie Wuya will die!" A flash of killing intent flickered in Lu Xiaotian's eyes and vanished. "But you need to pull yourself together, too. If Junior Sister Su were still alive, she wouldn't want to see you like this."
"With Senior Brother Lu saying that, I have no regrets left. Don't worry, Senior Brother. I won't take my own life. Junior Sister Su was born in Soaring Heavens Palace; this is where she grew up. She fought for Soaring Heavens Palace, and I, Luo Qian, will fight for it until my dying breath."
Luo Qian gazed at the little grave in the wilds, his eyes full of infatuation.
"Are you Soaring Heavens Palace cowards brave enough to come out and fight?" Just as Lu Xiaotian was at a loss over how to console Luo Qian's devotion, a roar rang out beyond the mountain gate. Its echoes rolled through the valley.
"Martial Uncle Lu, Martial Uncle Luo, those Golden Core cultivators from the Star Constellation Cultivation Realm are back again." Luo Kang sent the message to Lu Xiaotian and Luo Qian, his voice tinged with anxiety.
"Those mongrels again. They've come to provoke us time and again, taking advantage of Soaring Heavens Palace's main forces being away. I drove them off the first two times. I didn't expect them to come back with reinforcements, though I never thought Senior Brother Lu would return."
Luo Qian gave a cold laugh, a trace of reminiscence returning to his face. "Senior Brother Lu, you, Junior Sister Su, and I fought side by side in the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land, outside Moonwatch City, and when we went after the Condensing Gold Fruit. I truly miss those days."
"Let's go see which fools have come here to die." Seeing Luo Qian lost in memories of