The Beginning

At this thought, Lu Ren's perception stirred slightly. He turned to look at the largest, tallest building at the center of the palace complex.

A presence he found extremely familiar was emanating from within.

At that very moment, Lu Ren had already abandoned the idea of seeking out Ling Que'er.

Instead, he simply stood there and watched for quite a while.

"Aren't you going in to see your little lover?"

Ao Li crossed her arms and looked outside through the Inner World Universe. Seeing Lu Ren standing there in a daze, she could not help asking.

Lu Ren shook his head slightly. "Just looking is enough. Everyone has their own fate."

Ao Li clicked her tongue. She understood Lu Ren's thoughts well enough. He merely wanted to see how Dark Skin was doing. If she had been living poorly, it would have been his turn to descend like some savior, then put on a grand display.

But now that he saw Ling Que'er had founded a sect with her own hands, and that it was thriving and growing ever more prosperous, his little scheme had come to nothing. Naturally, he felt somewhat wistful.

"At least you've got a conscience."

"What kind of thing is that to say? Though I've killed countless people, every one of them deserved death. At heart, I'm a good person."

Ao Li could not be bothered to argue with Lu Ren over such matters. In her view, most people who walked the path of witchcraft had something wrong with their heads.

Especially witches like Lu Ren, who also cultivated martial arts and fused the strengths of countless paths into one. Even with Ao Li's breadth of knowledge, she felt that Lu Ren was utterly deranged.

After all, the Veiling Heaven Art fundamentally conflicted with certain cultivation