"What good is attaining the Dao? Even someone as mighty as the eternal Azure Emperor ended up as dust in history!" a nearby member of the Demon Race retorted.
The Green-Clad Little Flood Dragon King gave him a cold glance and did not argue. Such a fool was unworthy of discussing grand ambitions with.
"I have my Azure Scale Sword!"
"Cut through every thorn until the road lies clear! Let a spark of valor live forever in my heart!" The Green-Clad Little Flood Dragon King drained a cup of wine, then struck the table with his chopsticks, brimming with passionate resolve.
Though he lacked the Golden-Winged Little Peng King's ambition to dominate the imperial road, he refused to sink into mediocrity and wished to follow in the footsteps of the ancient Saints!
He sought neither immortality nor eternal life, only to leave his name behind, so that his passage through this world would not have been in vain.
Beside him, Kong Xuan'er's beautiful eyes shone with admiration. The young man's spirited determination had clearly moved her.
"Well said! That is exactly how we should walk the path of cultivation!" Other outstanding young members of the Demon Race at the neighboring tables were also swept up in his fervor. They struck their chopsticks in accompaniment and voiced their agreement.
"Same here! I don't ask to live forever, only to have a clear conscience and do right by this life of mine!" The two uneducated young bandits were impressed as well.
The atmosphere grew ever more spirited. Cups and goblets crossed, and bold declarations rang out without end.
Even Luo Yue, who usually liked only sweet rice wine, could not help drinking a few extra cups.
Luo Yue poured and drank at her leisure, carefree and unrestrained. She found the atmosphere far