In front of hundreds of thousands of people, Xu Qing alone rose up, glowing with the light of daybreak. A bluegreen dragon appeared over his head, along with a group of scintillating umbrellas.7

Countless people shifted their gazes in his direction. Seventh Prince looked at him. The lieutenant governor stared. Numerous cultivators looked up.0

The despairing wail of the boy suddenly disappeared as Xu Qing hovered there looking out at heaven and earth. In the heat of the moment, he wasn’t thinking about whether he’d made the right choice. He wasn’t wondering whether he would live or die. He was just following his heart.13

All of the arguments he had been using on himself for the past half a month became powerless. How could they possibly suppress the truth he knew in his heart? Perhaps if another moment had passed, he wouldn’t have done this. And perhaps if he had another chance to do the same thing, he wouldn’t. But right now, he wasn’t thinking about such things.0

“I am Xu Qing, who received a 30,000-meter pillar of light when the Grand Emperor assessed my heart. And I object to this!”18

In voicing his objection, he had no choice but to mention the 30,000-meter pillar of light and the assessment of the heart. Those were his qualifications. After speaking the words, he felt like a huge weight had been lifted from...2