A Choice of Fate

"Fate's Choice"

"No matter."

Zhang Sanxian interrupted his apology. "Let's get to the important matter."

The Dragon Dove Clan Chief jolted and hastily said, "Yes, yes, yes! How would I dare delay Senior's time any longer?"

As he spoke, he quickly reached out, intending to take out the jade box.

But Zhang Sanxian raised a hand to stop him again. "No rush. I have already reclaimed Dragon Eye Star, so my promise has been fulfilled."

Then his tone shifted, and his gaze swept over the four of them. "But if the Yazi Clan sends more people, what will you do?"

The four exchanged looks. The joy that had just risen on their faces swiftly faded, replaced by a deep sense of helplessness.

"Then—we can only—"

The Dragon Dove Clan Chief's voice was dry. "We can only blame our clan for being fated thus."

"Fine. I'll see this through to the very end."

Zhang Sanxian said indifferently, "I will give you two choices now.

First, I will raise the cultivation of all four of you to the peak of the five-digit level. I will also leave behind a Demonic Plant Soldier at the peak of the six-digit level, stationed permanently on Dragon Eye Star.

Second, I will personally go to the other side of the wormhole, destroy it afterward, and grant you ten flying swords. You will then develop forever within this star domain, completely cut off from the outside world."

As soon as his words fell, silence descended.

The breathing of the four Dragon Dove clansmen suddenly grew heavy. Their eyes widened round as they stood there in a daze.

Peak five-digit cultivation?

A peak six-digit Demonic Plant Soldier?

And ten flying swords?

Th-This kind of generosity?! It was simply—

Overwhelming shock and wild joy surged through the minds of