SWOOSH, SWOOSH, SWOOSH...
Zhang Hangkui, pulling Zhang Xue and surrounded by the other Shu Mountain Disciples, flew into the sky and headed straight for Shushan.
Zhang Xue kept looking back, tears falling one after another like pearls from a broken string.
Zhang Bin stood in the doorway like a great tree, watching them disappear into the distance. His heart ached terribly, and his teeth nearly bit through his lips, his face etched with pain and anger. To stand by and watch his own woman be taken away by another was an unbearable feeling.
I must get stronger, fast. I'll cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm, then the Integration Realm, and even the Ascension Realm. I have to bring Zhang Xue back. She is my woman, and I can't let her live a life of loneliness, Zhang Bin vowed in his heart.
The other cultivators sighed before flying away as well.
Zhou Tianyu gently patted Zhang Bin on the shoulder in a gesture of comfort before he departed.
