This would cut Hong Yuan's path in life short, forcing him to remain at the level of a mere mortal Martial Artist for the rest of his days, unable to touch the glory of Saints.
It's pleasant to be known as the foremost among mortals, but mortal is mortal and cannot be equated with Immortal Gods.
If that were truly the case, it would be exceedingly cruel for Hong Yuan, who was endowed with such talent and profound understanding of the righteousness of the Tao, unafraid of demonic foes and powerful enemies!
CLANG—
A streak of white-gold lightning flashed across Shang Yaoqin's eyes.
She lifted her head in surprise and said,
"Senior Hong Yuan, your body is not seriously harmed; it's even better than I had imagined."
"With proper rest and recuperation for a year and a half, you will surely return to your peak and shine even more brilliantly!"
Upon hearing this, everyone around rejoiced.
They came from all corners to offer their congratulations to Hong Yuan.
"That's wonderful."
