Jing Yuan looked at Jing Xin, nodding fervently, indicating that Lu Ya was indeed such a person.
"That leaves Dijun. Brother, I'm not exaggerating, but you're much better at handling people like him than I am. Right, Xiuling?"
"Hmph!" Xiuling snorted coldly. "When you come back, I'm going to kill you."
Gu Tao's projection ignored her and continued speaking, "Jing Xin, oh Jing Xin, the world is practically in easy mode for you. You were born blessed with divine power. By thirty-five, you could rise to the top of the world, become its ruler. You helped me complete the Earth's defense network, consolidate the Four Heavenly Sect, integrate the Dao tradition, and rebuild Zhengyang Palace — immeasurable merit. Afterward, with my assistance, you could have created a secret technique-based utopia all your own."
Hearing this, Jing Xin smashed the wall fiercely. Though he said nothing, the regret and desire to redo everything caused him to bite through his own lip.
