Paradise of Demonic Gods
“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!
Fury of the Thunderbolts
Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
Hearing Fang Xingjian's words, Eldest Martial Brother Sean was so infuriated that he broke out into a laugh. However, he continued to keep his cool and asked, "Who on earth are you? Why are you breeding enmity with our Valley Alliance for no particular reason?
"Are you really unafraid of the 3,000 men in our Valley Alliance, as well as the five great Sect Masters?"
Sean was doing a final probing. If Fang Xingjian still would not mention any influences backing him up or any means that he had, then Sean was going to take action.
However, how could Fang Xingjian understood Sean's intentions? So, Fang Xingjian merely lifted his head and stared at the sky once again. The sound of the rumbling thunder were getting increasingly louder, and the humidity level was increasing as well. It was as if there was going to be heavy rainfall anytime soon.
Fang Xingjian spoke calmly, "It's going to rain."