[You know who I am and still dare to throw your life away? That courage is worth praising—and truly foolish!] Luo Yuan closed in on the Skeleton General in an instant, a dazzling mass of light gathering in his palm from who knew when.
His palm strike came down from above, aimed straight at the enemy's crown.
The Skeleton General had expected this.
He knew Luo Yuan far better than Luo Yuan expected.
He had Wei Cheng to thank for that.
Wei Cheng and his nephew were supposedly confined and sealed away, but Kang had never sent anyone to keep watch over them. Whether they were prisoners or free, it all depended on the pair's own sense of duty. In truth, the two of them were more like recluses living in seclusion within Kang.
Since they lived in Kang, they ought to pay some head tax.
Shen Tang hadn't asked for much. She only wanted the Skeleton General—that is, Gongshu Wu—to visit him during his regular days off. There were too few records on how someone in Gongshu Wu's state could cultivate or break through bottlenecks. If he could cross the river by feeling his way along Wei Cheng's experience, he could avoid many detours on the path of martial cultivation. At first, Wei Cheng hadn't been very willing to deal with Gongshu Wu, and he had also thought the other man's talent left something to be desired.
Taking him as a disciple was out of the question, and Wei Cheng had little interest in offering guidance.
[If your martial fortune weren't so good, with your aptitude, you'd top out at the Thirteenth Rank Zhong Geng in this lifetime.] Whenever this came up, even Wei Cheng couldn't help feeling a touch of envy. Gongshu Wu's aptitude was nothing special; he