"Though you have great potential, you are cursed by petty individuals. Without the help of a noble person, you will not have a good end in the future. Such a pity."
These words had nearly faded from his memory, but not long ago, when he faced great adversity, he suddenly realized the meaning behind his ancestor's words.
Initially, he had been unwilling to accept fate. However, step by step, he descended into the abyss. In the face of life and death, he even cursed the unfairness of the heavens.
But now, looking at the situation, it seemed that the noble person destined for him had truly appeared. He, Nan Feng, was not yet fated to die!
As these thoughts passed through his mind, his complex expression shifted dramatically. Eventually, he rekindled hope, which left Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan, watching from the side, stunned. They couldn't understand why he was so optimistic given the circumstances.
"Fellow cultivator, are you alright?"
