True Lord Heart-Knowing, Xiao Ming, only wanted the Young Master to think highly of him, and so he disdained the new temple master.
But just then, Wang Quan's defiant shout came from afar: "Xiao Ming, I'll be back!"
"I'll watch you during the day, until you can't eat and can't accomplish anything in your training."
"I'll watch you at night, too, until you can't sleep and can't think straight."
"I'll watch you day and night, giving you no peace at meals or in bed, sending you plunging into despair."
"I want you-dead!"
Hearing Wang Quan's distant shouts, Wang Ming's hair stood on end.
He drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressed all his thoughts, then roared, "Wang Quan, I'm not afraid of you!"
"I really am not afraid of you!"
In the days that followed, Wang Quan's life became even more regular.
He cultivated the Three Flavors Divine Wind, grew closer to his childhood sweethearts, then took them along to blast out the Three Flavors Divine Wind to assassinate Xiao Ming.
At first, he could only blow out [Bone-Corroding Wind].
As time went on, he could blow out all sorts of bizarre winds, including [Flesh-Slicing Wind], [Skin-Stripping Wind], [Pain Wind], and [Sorrow Wind].
Without a Dao Seal, his Dharma refining progressed slowly.
Because his Dharma power was insufficient, he could only release three to five wisps of wind each time.
The quantity was small, but he made up for it with frequency.
He blew winds day and night without pause, and each kind had a different effect.
This tormented Wang Ming until he secretly languished in sorrow.
The crow flew and the hare ran, and the days passed one after another.
As time passed, Qing He, a cultivator from Future, watched Wang Quan grow rapidly every day, her heart filled