The aura around Fu Hua grew stronger and more terrifying. At that moment... Wu Qing'e felt as though she alone was facing the crushing pressure of heaven and earth. Her body and mind... were slowly reaching their limits.
"...Freedom... and ease."
Wu Qing'e wanted to hypocritically say that she wished to benefit all living beings, but when the words reached her lips... she could not bring herself to say them. All she could do was speak the truth.
She wanted to become an immortal not for anyone else, but for herself!
Only by becoming an immortal could she stand above the law. Only by becoming an immortal would the rules of the Human World no longer bind her. She could do as she pleased... free from the law, free and unfettered.
"Freedom and ease..."
Fu Hua looked at Wu Qing'e and could not help but sigh. Who did not want freedom and ease? But... to everyone else, that would be a disaster.
And would becoming an immortal truly grant one freedom and ease? Perhaps! At the very least, immortals were far freer than mortals.
But that was not the answer Fu Hua wanted to hear.
"Then do you think... I will still take you as my disciple?"
Fu Hua calmly walked toward Wu Qing'e.
"Please... Immortal... have mercy!"
As Fu Hua drew closer, Wu Qing'e felt heaven and earth completely pressing down upon her. Her body collapsed to the ground beyond her control. She bit her lip... blood continuously trickling down, yet she still refused to faint, her voice firm.
"..."
Fu Hua looked at Wu Qing'e on the ground. She had talent, and her perseverance was formidable, but why was her nature so wicked...
Could she not have been a little more perfect?
Fu Hua said nothing more and