“Do we really not want it? That’s an opportunity to ascend beyond the chaos!” Ling Xiu’s heart spasmed painfully. If she’d been the one to get the sword, she would’ve clung onto it even in death.

“Opportunities are opportunities only if we have enough destiny to hang onto them. If not, they’re just disasters,” Lu Yun sighed. “Let’s go, this is causing too much of a disturbance. Some things outside of our expectations might crop up.”

Ying Luo looked at Lu Yun and bit her lips lightly. “I’m going back to beg for forgiveness from my monarch.”

“No need.” Lu Yun smiled. “Walk with me. The Creation monarch won’t find fault with...