Hope suddenly shone in Lu Changqing's eyes.
"From now on, I swear to be loyal to my Master to the end of my days!"
Yu Xian nodded slightly, waving his hand to dismiss him.
"Since you have made a breakthrough, there's no need for you to stay any longer. Just remember to present your tribute to the sect every year on November 11th."
With a swish of his Master's robe, Lu Changqing felt the world spin around him. When he finally came to, he found himself standing in a desolate wilderness.
"It feels like a dream."
He clenched his fists, feeling the real power within his body, the slow rotating Golden Core within his Dantian, and couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Dad, Mom, I will avenge you. Sister, I will come to save you."
His once bleak and desolate life was now flooded with the brilliance of hope.
And the prerequisite for achieving all of this was to accumulate––five million spirit stones!
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