Wudang Mountain.
Ruan Su Xian, who had barely recovered from some of his injuries, could finally get out of bed and walk around.
But when he stepped outside his room, some piercing voices reached his ears.
"I really don't know why certain people still have the nerve to stay alive."
"If I were in that situation, I would've slit my own throat to atone for my sins long ago."
Hearing this, Ruan Su Xian turned to a young man and said, "What did you just say? Say that again if you've got the guts!"
Facing Ruan Su Xian's glare, the young man immediately stiffened his resolve.
"I said that if I were you, I would've slit my own throat to atone for my sins already!"
"Do you know how many living beings across the world will suffer devastation because of your incompetence?"
"All the good things were usually given to you alone."
"But when it came to the critical moment, this was how you performed?"
"If you really can't do it, then let me take your place."
"My cultivation may not be as high as yours, but I definitely won't cling to life and fear death."
Their argument instantly drew many disciples over to watch.
Seeing his junior brothers, who had always respected him, hurl venomous words at him, Ruan Su Xian subconsciously clenched his fists.
Though his severe injuries had yet to heal, teaching these Outer Sect Disciples a lesson would not have been a problem.
"Junior Brother, how can you say that?"
"First Senior Brother truly did his best this time. As the saying goes, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. So long as First Senior Brother is alive, there is still hope for everything."
The people around them began