The Qipao Weird fell silent for a long time.
Her gaze wandered among the enormous statues, examining them one by one.
Some were majestic, some eerie, some sacred, and some chilling.
Each represented a legacy, a possibility.
But in the end, she withdrew her gaze.
It settled on Luo Fan.
This human had accompanied her all the way from Fallen Sea Island to this point.
He had saved her life more than once.
He could clearly have left on his own, yet he had kept taking her along.
"My lady, what will you choose?"
Luo Fan's voice was soft, carrying both respect and concern.
The Qipao Weird took a deep breath.
Then she spoke.
"I give up."
Her voice was calm, as though she were talking about something utterly trivial.
Luo Fan froze slightly.
Beside them, the black-robed Weird's ghostly green eyes instantly turned cold.
"Give up?"
There was a hint of urgency in its voice.
"Are you sure? This is Divinity! You've come this far, and it wasn't easy to get two chances. You're just giving up like this?"
The Qipao Weird looked at it.
"I originally accompanied Luo Fan to Fallen Sea Island to protect him."
Her voice remained calm.
"It would certainly be good to pass the trial for Divinity, but if I can't, that isn't necessarily something I can't accept."
She paused, her gaze sweeping over the statues in the temple.
"Divinity is precious, but freedom is worth more."
"I don't want to spend the rest of my days here."
Her tone was firm and resolute.
Luo Fan looked at her, a flicker of admiration crossing his eyes.
This decision wasn't easy.
Divinity was something countless beings dreamed of.
But the Qipao Weird had given it up.
For freedom.
The black-robed Weird was silent for a