He had originally been on the verge of death, yet now he was full of life.
Not only that, but his luck also seemed quite considerable.
Why was that?
The old man could no longer see clearly. He was even a little confused.
He was beginning to wonder whether his own skills were lacking.
Seeing the old man's silence, Ye Ningshuang couldn't help snorting.
"So, if you haven't mastered what you've learned, don't show off in front of others. Otherwise, saying something you shouldn't could get you killed!"
The old man was speechless.
Was that something a savior should say?
How on earth did my Ye Ningshuang, who was so sensible it hurt, become like this?
Ye Ningshuang rose to leave.
The old man hurried after her.
"Girl, girl! Oh, wait for me. Perhaps my skills really are lacking, but this old man still knows a thing or two about other things..."
Ye Ningshuang looked at the old man, then asked with a smile, "Which senior of the Divine Firmament Sword Sect are you?"
The old man said, "..."
Ye Ningshuang continued asking, "Did you suddenly come looking for me to teach me how to conduct myself, or to guide me on how I should view this world from now on?"
The old man said, "..."
Ye Ningshuang smiled and said, "Do you know what my master told me?"
The old man looked at Ye Ningshuang curiously.
Ye Ningshuang said bluntly, "On the day I joined, my master told me that if someone ever came to me and said I should save the world, or told me how to be a selfless saint, that person definitely harbored ill intentions, and might even have some greater scheme!"
"My master said that whether the world needs saving isn't a question of whether