Liu Guifen's more than a hundred years of experience in the martial arts world told him that the newcor was up to no good.
The figure in white landed and looked at him with a smile, soon handing over a dagger:
"Commit suicide."
Liu Guifen had lived for 172 years and had never been so speechless as he was now.
This was too ridiculous.
I, Liu Guifen, am a prominent figure in the Eastern Region, a grand persona of the higher void.
Not to ntion, I am the current Hallmaster of the Gui Fen Hall, having endured countless trials and tribulations in the martial arts world and witnessed the rise and fall of the Ten High Nobles across four generations, as well as the past and outcos of over twenty Sword Deities...
"Uh."
Before Liu Guifen could even begin to laugh or set up his defenses, his thoughts were abruptly interrupted, and he casually nodded as if he had reconciled himself with life and death:
"Alright."
Since he was bullied as a child, he had harbored this resolute thought:
If he could live to be 172, he must go to so dilapidated ruins, find a person, take his dagger, slit his own throat, and end this diocre life...
My life, for this purpose.
And today, he could finally face the end.
Liu Guifen closed his eyes, his heart free from desires, feeling the tranquility of settling dust.
"Sizzle."
The dagger slid across his throat, no blood spurted.
An invisible illusionary tree gate appeared; Liu Guifen fell through the gate and vanished.
...
"Ah!"
Liu Guifen suddenly woke up, jerking upright, sweat drenching his body.
Before his eyes were spiderwebs strung across the cave walls, and a small stone table covered in dust...
His brain slightly ached.
Rubbing it, mories flooded back like a tide.
The cave, the stone bed, death seclusion, a desperate fight...
A hundred and seventy-two years of diocrity, rather than dying with such an average life, why not venture into God's Ruins and gamble for a demi-saint opportunity.
If not successful, then so be it!
Then...
"How did I co back?"
Liu Guifen was perplexed; he rembered hesitating for almost half a month and had called "Ran Ming" to go in.
What was going on now?
After rubbing again, not only did his brain hurt internally, but externally as well.
There seed to be so liquid brushing past his eye, bringing a stinging sensation—blood?
Liu Guifen hurriedly stopped his vigorous head rubbing.
"Hiss!"
He spread his hands and took a sharp intake of breath.
A green dagger lay quietly in his hand, marked with freshly oozed blood from his brain, along with a piece of flesh.
"Did I cut this off?"
"Did I almost commit suicide?"
"Damn it, how did this dagger appear..."
Just as Liu Guifen was scared half to death and about to leave the seclusion to throw this sinister object far away, a sudden shock in his mind.
A profound and mysterious mist erged, gathering into vague and broken ancient images, indecipherable yet feeling vast, powerful, and eternal!
What is this thing...
Liu Guifen hesitantly tugged at the corner of his mouth, his eyelids twitched twice, shaking his head, trying to dismiss those unrealistic things.
"Drip."
A crisp sound occurred.
At that mont, Liu Guifen suddenly stood up, his entire being emanating a terrifying higher void energy movent, shattering the entire cave and bursting into the sky.
"What is this thing!"
"Get out of my mind!"
"I don't believe in these things, get out!"
His pupils nearly burst as he desperately covered his forehead, and he threw the dagger far again.
But in the next breath, the dagger returned to his hand, transford and disappeared, embedding into his palm as a faint tattoo.
"Blood ownership?"
Liu Guifen exploded in emotion.
How absurd is this?
I just scratched my head, and this thing recognized as its owner because it cut off a piece of flesh?
Is it a Divine Instrunt, an Evil Artifact, or...
"Wait!"
Divine Relics?
I returned from the Divine Relics?
I forgot the experience inside, but obtained this ancient object?
After calming down, Liu Guifen felt his blood flowing faster, his body heating up—not because of the Pure Yang Body, but due to more excitent!
"Opportunity?"
"Opportunity!"
Yes! Liu Guifen didn't believe in these things.
But after 172 years, the ti has turned, giving an opportunity, isn't that reasonable? Not too much, right?
Believe it once, why not!
He steadied himself, thinking since it has co to this, let's see what this dagger is all about.
He waited for about a quarter of an hour.
The dagger continued to absorb his spiritual source.
Liu Guifen is of the higher void, not of the Acquired first or second realms, he has enough spiritual source...
He desperately transmitted it, unafraid of dying.
Until at last, the nearly hallucinatory voice sounded again.
...
"Drip!"
At that mont, it was eternity.
It seed as though a century had passed when Liu Guifen ca back to his senses, shaking his head and smiling.
He slowly looked up, gazing at the forest in front of him.
The lingering sunlight of the setting sun cast upon his aged face, tinting the crow's feet around his eyes with golden scales...
As the gentle breeze brought a hint of waves.
The grass and trees were fragrant, all things were spirited.
Having lived for 172 years, Liu Guifen felt for the first ti that the world was so colorful!
In his mind, as if because of swallowing the spiritual source, more information appeared this ti:
"Drip!"
"Detected a one hundred seventy-two-year-old Pure Yang Body, the only one in this era, eting the 'only' criteria."
"Dao ancestor inheritance initiating..."
Dao ancestor?
Liu Guifen's heart skipped a beat, he did not speak.
Although it was a bit annoying to be directly identified as single for nearly two hundred years, he did not expect this to also qualify as "only."
It must be the Divine Instrunt automatically detecting, thankfully he still had this "only."
"A diocre life, never thought the old man also had his peak, indeed surprising..."
It has to be said, the words "Dao ancestor inheritance" were heart-stirring.
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