The Su Family Patriarch standing at the forefront of Quzhou's cultivators looked at Chen Qiu's back beneath the Heavenly Secrets Umbrella amid the raging wind and rain. His dazed thoughts gradually drifted far away.
He had never been this wild in his life.
Everyone had their own shining moment in life, but he had never had one.
He cultivated step by step, broke through step by step, and thus reached Spirit Transformation in an utterly unremarkable fashion.
Back at Foundation Establishment, he had thought, I'll act wild once I break through to Golden Core.
At Golden Core, he had thought, I'll act wild once I break through to Nascent Soul.
At Nascent Soul, he had thought again, Forget it. I'll wait until I reach Spirit Transformation before acting wild.
He had finally reached Spirit Transformation.
But he had also grown old. The spirited ambition of youth was gone, and he could no longer act wild.
He did not even know whom he could be wild toward. Being wild toward juniors meant bullying the young and inviting the world's ridicule. He could not bring himself to be wild toward Spirit Transformation powerhouses of the same realm either. Thus, ever since his youth, he had thought that once his cultivation grew high enough, he would have to act wildly at least once.
Yet even after reaching Spirit Transformation, he had spent his entire life quiet and restrained.
He looked at Chen Qiu's black robe snapping loudly in the storm, and suddenly felt a long-lost heroic spirit surge into his chest. His voice trembled beyond his control as he roared!
"Chen Qiu, fucking kill them!"
"I've got your back! Who the fuck dares touch you?!"
This was the first time in his life he had said something so arrogant. Even his voice shook