The fallen Fate Gentleman swallowed the Ten Deaths Life-Continuing Pill. His wounds healed and his True Essence recovered. Catching the Seventh Rank Demon Race expert off guard, he killed him in return and obtained the exceedingly rare "Imperial Demon Blood" from him, which he handed to an alchemist to refine into pills.
The Demon Race pressed forward step by step. Just as North Sand City was about to fall, a man rode in from the southeast on a Black-scaled Dragon Horse, like a black whirlwind.
That Third Rank grandmaster leaped into the air and walked through the sky. With one slash, ten thousand streaks of saber light fell like snow, tearing apart the earth and throwing up dust that rolled on without end.
In barely a dozen slashes, he slaughtered more than a hundred thousand demons.
Tears streamed down Fate Gentleman's face as he threw back his head and shouted.
"Your disciple pays respects to Master!"
The Down-and-Out Marquis descended with a smile. Master and disciple recognized each other, and the entire city celebrated.
Li Qingxian smiled and looked toward White Deer Head.
White Deer Head's side was much the same. Although his Fate Gentleman had killed too excessively, his literary reputation spread far and wide, and his character stood lofty and strange. He offended one group of people, yet won the appreciation of another.
When a Grand Confucian heard that White Deer Head's Fate Gentleman was trapped in a border city, he personally intervened, slaughtered all the demons, saved the whole city, and drifted away.
Recalling the various choices made by White Deer Head and Panda Head, Li Qingxian became ever more aware of how different this Seeking Flowers, Asking Willows master's Fate Game was.
The third hardship came to an end.
The two turned their heads and looked