At Wang Wuxie’s cultivation realm, he had long reached a point where not many things could make him feel strong emotions. Normally, all the members of the Righteous Sun Sect called him emotionless in private, saying that he was unfathomable, but their jaws would undoubtedly drop if they saw what he was acting like at that moment.

Wang Wuxie’s expressions had turned uncharacteristically rich. He appeared nostalgic, happy, and yet also in pain… To think such complicated expressions could actually coexist on one person’s face at the same time!

Wang Wuxie walked over to the place where he had been meditating. He opened a secret compartment below it and took out a scroll. He slowly unfolded it, revealing the image of a young, beautiful woman wielding a sword. Her white dress and long hair fluttered in midair. She looked as if she were a goddess dancing in the clouds. However, her expression in the picture carried a hint of anger...

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