I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

"You son of a bitch..."

"Honest advice is hard to swallow..." The sect leader sighed, as if he had aged thousands of years: "I accidentally obtained a treasure, so I'll let it help you. If that still doesn't work, I hope you can take the path I've arranged for you."

The sect leader tossed a section of dragon bone directly into Huang Quan's hand: "And..."

She carefully considered her words: "Gu Qici may not be the same Gu Qici anymore. Be careful. Although she hasn't shown much malice towards you, you should always be wary."

"I'm going into seclusion. She said I was just making things up, so what?" The sect leader had already walked away. She dispelled the haze of the illusory figure, and the figure sitting in the main seat revealed weathered features.

His face was covered with deep wrinkles, one after another, and there wasn't a single flat spot.

Tears streamed down her face, one after another, along the lines of her wrinkles: "I don't understand love. Even if I find someone to fill that void, it won't make any difference. I have been in charge of the Holy Sect for eight thousand years since my father took over. This is a critical moment of life and death. I cannot abandon my original decision and put all my bets on her just because of Gu Qici's words."

"This old codger is nearing his end, so I might as well take a gamble. The future of this Holy Sect still depends on my own efforts. If I die in six months, please go to the forbidden area in the back mountain and place my body in the position of sect leader. A wisp of my soul can borrow another ten years of life from heaven for the Holy Sect!"

Huang Quan was somewhat confused and didn't fully understand what the sect leader was saying.

But a heavy feeling also lingered: "Splitting off a wisp of soul must significantly impact the difficulty of the breakthrough..."

She seemed to be asleep in the sect leader's seat, murmuring, "How could I not know? But we must always have a backup plan. At the shortest, three years; at the longest, ten years. This is the time I can buy. Integrate the treasures in your possession. I will protect you now."

You'll never feel the pain unless the knife cuts you.

To be honest, Huang Quan didn't really feel much of a sense of belonging to this sect.

Or perhaps he doesn't feel much of a sense of belonging to this world.

He nodded again, as a final sign of respect for the old man: "Okay."

Both of them understood that this seclusion was likely their last.

If he wasn't unsure, how could he have done something so foolish as to cut himself in the process of seclusion?

He held the dragon bone in his hand.

Running a fingertip across the crack, the dragon bone seemed to tremble as if it possessed a spirit: "What is this?"

"This bone was dug from the chest of a servant disciple of the Holy Sect. I don't know the details, but it definitely contains power that would make countless strong people vie for it. With your talent and this spiritual bone, you have the potential to become an emperor!"

Huang Quan: "?"

Chapter Forty-Six: The Phantom on the Dragon Bone

"Did you feel its power? Even I could hardly resist the temptation when I first saw it! If my decaying body hadn't been unable to bear it, I would never have handed it over to you."

This……

It's a little hot to the touch.

To be honest, Huang Quan is not very willing to use it.

Besides, it always feels a bit strange to suddenly have someone else's bone inserted into your body.

You can't just stuff things into your body...

He found it difficult to explain what a "chosen one" was, and even if he did, the other party wouldn't believe him.

Return it?

The enmity is probably already established, so there's no need to fawn over them. Anyway, Anran has already tried that approach and it's all in vain.

As for finishing off the enemy?

Without even thinking about it, he definitely can't be killed; in fact, it might even accelerate his growth.

Huang Quan reluctantly accepted the bone, showing no intention of merging with it. Meeting the sect leader's expectant gaze, he could only explain, "Huang Quan is already invincible, why would I need to borrow someone else's bone?"

The best course of action now is to put things on hold and take it one step at a time.

"But you have chosen the path of no struggle, your heart is too shallow to kill, and you have no ambition. If you had been born in peaceful times, it would have been fine... but in this chaotic world, there are more people separated from their families, more bones, and more innocent souls who died with their eyes wide open in disbelief. It would be difficult to find a place for you."

The sect leader sighed helplessly.

"This bone will save you a lot of trouble. I suspect there is a complete inheritance inside. I've been too soft-hearted and too eager to clear the Holy Sect's name all these years, which is why I'm in this predicament of being coerced by the Twenty-One Sects."

The sect leader still did not give up trying to persuade them.

"I can't go on anymore, I want someone to step up."

Huang Quan said helplessly, "Water benefits all things without striving, therefore nothing can contend with it."

"Humph!"

The sect leader opened his eyes, unleashing a burst of light, his eyes brimming with anger.

A halo of spiritual energy rippled outwards continuously.

"Is it because my Holy Sect has been too good to you? You've taken advantage of me time and time again!"

At this moment, above Huang Quan's head, a huge ball of spiritual energy is gathering.

The sphere of light was surrounded by an endless grayness that crackled and popped.

The sect leader raised his right hand and activated this incredibly terrifying divine power.

Overwhelming force head-on!

"Today, I will teach you your final lesson. In the face of absolute power, all perseverance is pale and laughable. Only by clearly defining your own path can you step out of Nirvana. I hope you can walk the path of Asura, which is not contrary to your beliefs. Killing is for the protection of life, and eliminating evil is not killing people!"

This move was incredibly impressive, but it was all bark and no bite, giving the impression that it wasn't going all out.

The light kept intertwining, and the entire hall trembled slightly before returning to calm.

A deep, muffled bang sent countless paving stones flying into dust.

"Did I go too far...?"

The sect leader muttered something under his breath, a little uneasy.

She squinted, looking at the densely packed, spiritually vibrant hall.

At this moment, the light gradually dimmed.

A shield riddled with holes, like a candle about to burn out, its faint flame struggling to flicker.

Suddenly, a candlelight appeared, illuminating her aged face. Tears welled in her eyes, and the candlelight flickered. "Good...good...good, you did a good job blocking it. You can leave now."

As if deflated, his hands swayed weakly.

She sat atop the mountain, in the position of sect leader, her immense spiritual sense sweeping across the entire Heavenly Demon Sect.

“The children have all grown up, so I… can now set off in peace. I must go into seclusion. As long as I attempt to break through to the Heavenly Monarch realm, and my fate remains unknown, outsiders will not dare to touch my Holy Sect. They will fear me, they will not dare to gamble, and they cannot bear the wrath of the Heavenly Monarch.”

She fell asleep.

……

Huang Quan didn't know when he had stumbled out of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

He seemed to understand.

I don't seem to understand either.

This...is a martial arts training ground?

On that open ground, several short figures were seen moving up and down, their bodies supported by the strength of their arms, sweat dripping from their clothes as they moved.

Another boy's sword flashed continuously, his small face showing exceptional seriousness.

He approached.

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

"Greetings, Holy Son!"

He was slightly moved by the seriousness and dedication these people showed to their cultivation: "Why do you cultivate?"

The outer disciples couldn't hide their joy, glancing at Huang Quan every now and then, yet afraid of being discovered by him.

"To become stronger!"

"I don't know, my mother said that if you cultivate, you can eat your fill."

"I don't know, I was sold by my father."

Huang Quan shook his head speechlessly. Perhaps they were bewitched by that sect leader. What could these kids possibly understand? "Cultivation, the path to immortality, yet it's where the most people die."

A group of teenagers looked at each other, and someone started it up: "Senior brother seems to be in a good mood today."

"Indeed, I think he must have comprehended some spiritual technique."

"If you ask me, he has found his own path and is about to achieve Nirvana!"

"My senior brother is in the mood to joke with us, that's enough for me to brag about to Erpang for three days when I get back!"

Innocent laughter filled the training ground.

"In this world, there is no one who doesn't die."

"My sixth uncle was slapped to death because he offended a cultivator."

"My seventh great-uncle froze to death because he didn't have warm clothes in the winter."

"My fourth aunt stole leftover grain from a wealthy man's house to get food for her children. She was beaten, had both legs broken, and was left on the street to starve to death."

They seemed more like they were discussing what they ate that day, their calmness was frightening.

Huang Quan laughed along with him.

The smile on his lips didn't reach his eyes.

"That's just how the world is. So... I'm an outlier among them."

……

He walked through the woods in a daze.

"Grandpa Liu, this is a gift from me to you."

"Grandpa Liu, have a taste of this."

"Grandpa Liu, I'll do your work today."

This cripple...