"There are always things in this world that crush people so they cannot raise their heads or straighten their backs."
"I know you don't want this fate."
"But what can you do?"
Amidst the sandstorm, the Taoist in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back, his large sleeves fluttering in the wind before falling again.
Lu Yuzhen could tell what Xie Xuanyi was thinking.
This fate was too burdensome, and Xie Xuanyi had always prided himself on his clear Sword Heart and wished not to be tainted with consequences unrelated to himself.
However, now, he gave Xie Xuanyi only two choices.
Either watch nine million lives get refined by Lu Yuzhen.
Or personally take over these lives.
Xie Xuanyi could only remain silent, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, pondering how to respond.
Suddenly.
