Chapter 343 - 216: Eternally on the Same Stage, He Alone is the Talent_2
Reading through the entire letter, aside from the first sentence that still carried some information, the rest was all criticism of his sloppy lifestyle. It implored him to eat well, dress warmly, repair the house, take good care of himself, and so on.
Over thousands of words, the image of a nagging Cloth Daoist leaped off the page.
Gu Wen smiled knowingly and put away the letter, then headed back into the house on his own.
Ao Heng and Baidi Xun, the two demons, knowing they were not welcome, bowed slightly and then swiftly left through Flying Escape.
After traveling over ten miles, they couldn’t help but look back toward the courtyard and sigh.
Now relegated to losers, but the true talents of their world preferred to see how far those who had defeated them could go. The heavens may be jealous of geniuses, but talent does not envy talent.
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In Daxia’s thirty-fifth year, the successor of the Blood Demon Sect, He Qing, possessing an eighty-six level cultivation base, was also hopeful of becoming a Venerable.
In casual conversation, Gu Wen learned that the other was from the Demon Cave, where the local customs were simple and straight, with common occurrences of murder and plunder, and where sightings of neither human nor ghost-like evil cultivators were not uncommon.
Someone like him, who never killed indiscriminately, was considered a great good person.