337 Gold Sun!

Bai Xiaochun's consciousness was fading. At the same time, everything around him seemed to slow down. He suddenly found himself thinking about how he used to light incense on Mount Hood, and everything that happened in the Spirit Stream Sect, the Blood Stream Sect, and then the River-Defying Sect....

As those memories flashed through his mind, he smiled.

It was a smile of both bitterness and helplessness.

He practiced cultivation in order to live forever, and yet, in pursuit of that goal, he always ended up in deadly crises. The slightest mistake in such a situation could lead to him losing his poor little life.

It was somewhat of a paradox.

"To live forever," he murmured, "you don't just have to struggle against the heavens, you have to fight other people. It's a narrow, rugged path to walk, a path that most people give up on. Many people meet defeat, or end up losing their way....