Poison Gas

"What... did you say?"

Tantai Lingyue's expression stiffened.

"Since we love each other, whatever happens, I hope I can bear it for you instead of running away!" Staring intently into the girl's eyes, Nie Yun spoke with a grave expression.

"Ah, why put yourself through this?" Hearing the young man's words, Tantai Lingyue did not deny them. Instead, she sighed, her gaze dimming as she shook her head. With a soft snort, she said, "Some things are not burdens you can bear just because you want to. This is fate!"

"Fate? There is no such thing as inborn fate. Man can conquer heaven! So long as one is willing to work hard, to struggle, to fight, even the most ordinary person can stand at the peak of the world. Even the most ordinary plant can grow into a towering tree!"

Nie Yun straightened his back, hovering in the blue-violet ocean, his eyes blazing with a light that refused to yield. "I began as the most ordinary nobody on Qi Sea Continent, with miserably poor talent. Step by step, I came this far and made countless peerless figures whom I once could not even hope to rival lower their heads before me! If fate truly existed, then perhaps I would still be suffering under my family's oppression, weak and utterly miserable!"

Only a little over a year had passed since his rebirth. By the timeline of his previous life, Luoshui City had not yet been besieged by the demonkin.

Fate could not be seen, and the future could not be known.

From the moment his parents were slaughtered by the demonkin in his previous life, Nie Yun had stopped believing in fate. He wanted to become someone who shattered fate itself. He wanted revenge against the demonkin. If not for that