Ruthlessly slaying the Immortal Lady to save the damsel in distress?
Don't give me that bullshit.
It was obviously Feng Bei who cut down the Immortal Lady with one slash, okay?
The records under [Experience] were like a history, appropriately detailed and concise.
Zheng Xiu glanced at it and tried to rub it off with his finger. When he couldn't, he had to give up.
Looking back at the paper, he saw a new column: [Fitting].
Zheng Xiu subconsciously picked at a bump on his forehead. With a flicker of thought, a blood-red twenty-sided die flew out from between his eyebrows.
The first time he gazed into the die, he had seen an illusion of himself curled up and trapped within it.
Now, the die had changed again. The numbers on the other nineteen faces had grown slightly blurry, while the "One" face was as clear as if it were imprinted. Looking closer, he could faintly make out the shape of [Purgatory].
"Purgatory."
CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.
