“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
A few days later, Fang Xingjian looked at Zhou Xingwen and said, "Has the money for the Martial Techniques Grading Plan come in?"
Zhou Xingwen nodded and said, "Yes, all 15 million gold have been received. I don't know why they are suddenly so fast. At first, they said that they needed to check through all the records and would only release the funds when all of them have passed the checks. But I was suddenly told today that the funds have all come in."
Fang Xingjian nodded and looked out the door. Ferdinand came in as well. Zhou Xingwen said in astonishment, "Could it be that the money for the royalties has come in as well?"
Ferdinand's brows twitched. "Old Zhou, how did you know?" At the next moment, Ferdinand understood, "Is the money for your side in as well?"
The two of them exchanged a glance and then looked at Fang Xingjian. Then they said, "Xingjian, from today onward, you're probably the richest person in the Great Western Region."