Lu Chen slumped to the ground, gasping for breath.
He longed to laugh wildly because, half a year ago, he had become a one-eyed cripple.
Yet, half a year later, he managed to single-handedly kill a martial artist of the Visceral Refinement Realm!
Moreover, he didn't kill while his spiritual power was at its fullest!
If another half a year were to pass, could he possibly reach the level of a martial artist comparable to the Soul Refinement Realm?
This also meant that the three-year appointment he made would certainly be fulfilled on time!
"What does it matter if one is a cultivator? I, Lu Chen, will also become a cultivator!"
Lu Chen ultimately didn't laugh. Clenching his fists, he thought of the woman who had regarded him as nothing more than an ant...
