Chapter 89 It’s Called Drunk Dead of Liquor

Ning Fan was walking in the valley of the Inner Sect, stepping over the dried leaves. Seeing him from the back seemed somewhat desolate.

The closer one got to the Gold Core realm, the further away one gets from sentiments. In other words, Gold Core realm was putting an end to all mortal relationships.

In addition, the Heart Devil was inching closer to him, stirring up a slight discomfort in his heart.

"I don't like this feeling."

He stopped in his track, closed his eyes and focused on suppressing the Heart Devil. While the wind was whipping against his body, he had found the peace in his heart.

After a while, he opened his eyes and revealed an uninhibited smile.

"This is the real me."

It was still early when he returned to the Dual Cultivation Palace, but after his break through and a day concocting, he felt that fatigue was eating him up.