"As the one who tried to turn the tide, We quite admire you..."
Su Bei lay flat on the ground, his own blood forming a pool beneath him. He lay in that pool of blood, his consciousness gradually blurring, as the pouring rain drenched his face, the words of the South Emperor echoing in his ears. In his hand, he tightly clutched the ring given to him by Wilderness.
They say that when a person is about to die, they fleetingly reminisce about their life's experiences. What about him? How many lifetimes' memories did he possess?
Su Bei thought of the Southern Border, remembered that poor small town where even a full stomach was an unattainable luxury. When did he first think of cultivating as an Immortal? Was it seeing the old man who could slash the vast sky with that sword? Or was it the wuxia novels hidden beneath his bed?
