That question really stumped Wang Xian.
If he hadn't gone to the Southern Border back then, where would he be now?
Knowing his temperament, when the Four Great Sects surrounded his master on Broken Dragon Mountain, he probably would have fought the heroes of the world in a battle to the death.
And then? Could he have ascended with his master, Bai Youyue, in one fell swoop?
Or, when someone poisoned Mister, would he have stormed into the imperial palace with his sword and cut off that person's head?
It seemed that, given his temperament back then, there was nothing he couldn't have done.
But was that everything he wanted?
Thinking it over, he had spent less than a year living in the Southern Border. Most of his days there had been spent in Plum Blossom Valley.
At the thought, Wang Xian couldn't help smiling faintly. "Different choices lead to different outcomes. Even if I could do it all over again, I still wouldn't regret the decision I made back then."
Li Dalu nodded, the smile fading from his face.
He murmured, "Only someone with a heart as broad as yours could see a world so vast... I just can't understand why, after leaving, you were still able to return to this world."
At that, Wang Xian finally laughed.
Rubbing Liu Xian'er's head, he said with a smile, "After I came back, I met Song Tian and Xian'er... I'm probably the only good-for-nothing who could return to this world without getting kicked away by the heavens."
Hearing that, Liu Xian'er laughed.
She giggled. "When we were in the Southern Border, Big Sister said Wang Xian was just a good-for-nothing."
Even though Wang Xian had given Liu Xian'er countless opportunities, in her eyes, his cultivation really was that of a good-for-nothing.