His road was still long, and so was Song Lingxue's.
Song Lingxue gently shook her head without speaking, her hand softly wrapping around Chu Zheng's neck, slowly looking up, the trace of unease that had lingered in her eyes swept away.
After a long while, she finally bit her lip and whispered,
"Will you enter seclusion again these next few days?"
Hearing this, Chu Zheng lifted Song Lingxue in his arms and said in a low voice,
"Naturally, these few days will not make much of a difference."
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With the support of transcendent powers, the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects proceeded smoothly. There were not many deaths, but the number of injured was not small.
Therefore, although not many participated in the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects, merely over ten thousand, quite some time was needed to heal after the battle.
For these geniuses, this period was indispensable; many realized their faults after defeat, which then made them stronger.
