Within the Mocking Heaven Sect.
Fat Dragon piled up a bonfire. He, Scholar, and Scholar's younger brother sat on the ground, chatting casually.
"Although life used to be very hard."
Fat Dragon's face was filled with emotion. "I always believed that life couldn't stay bitter forever. There would always come a day when bitterness ended and sweetness arrived. A truly strong person would never feel humiliated by having knelt yesterday."
"Look at me—I made it through, didn't I?"
His face brimming with pride, he could not help boasting, "With my Destiny Dual Cultivation Trait, maybe in just a few years, I'll reach the Golden Core Realm too. Then I'll flatten the Flower-Offering Sect and slaughter every last one of them, from top to bottom!"
"Fuck, I'll remember this grudge for the rest of my life!"
"And Brother Qiu has got my back. Even if things are hard now, they're still a hundred times better than before. Even if the whole world becomes our enemy, at least we have this Minor World to settle in and won't become homeless dogs."
"I think things are already pretty good like this."
"Indeed." Scholar smiled and patted his legs. "I used to think that after becoming disabled, my only reason for living was my younger brother. But for some reason, after staying with you all for so long, it feels like my life has gained a little hope that belongs to me."
"Hey."
Fat Dragon grinned as he threw an arm around Scholar's shoulders. "Life always gets better and better. Come, let's toast to the bright future that is destined to be ours!"
Even Scholar's younger brother, usually a man of few words, raised his cup and said in a muffled voice, "Actually, I've always hated hearing my brother say he lives for me,