Tang Youyou watched his retreating figure, her fists clenched tightly. Those words were merely words of comfort for Xiao Qiang. In thousands of years, although not thousands, at least hundreds had ascended to the Golden Core stage and left this place, yet no one had ever returned.
How could Xiao Qiang be an exception?
Yet, she could not resign herself to this fate, having finally been together with him, only to part so soon.
Tang Youyou too was a favored daughter of the heavens. She understood in her heart that many things must be achieved on one's own.
Her fair fists clenched tightly, her pupils burst forth with a resolute light as she muttered to herself, "Xiao Qiang, wait for me. Even if I fall into the demonic path, I wish to be with you."
"Members of Tang Sect, listen up. From today onwards, all matters of Tang Sect will be managed by the elders, and I will enter the Demon God's Temple, not leaving retreat until I reach the Golden Core stage."
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