Living as a walking corpse was a thousand times more painful than a swift death.
The moment he made that decision, he had no more emotions; he knew nothing of the joys or sorrows of this world.
His life no longer had a purpose, nor did he have any regrets, because he was merely a living dead.
A living dead who only knew how to cultivate, unable to discern anything else.
"Approximately when did this happen?"
Ye Xiao asked, frowning.
Xiang Xing Fan had severed all emotions and desires, which made his heart even purer than Fu Lingyun's, who possessed an innocent heart.
In other words, he relied on his body's instincts to cultivate, and aside from cultivation, he thought of nothing else.
His cultivation improved at such a rapid pace that no one in this world could compare with him, not even Ye Xiao.
Therefore, Ye Xiao could rule out the possibility that someone had taken action against him.
After all...
