This Young Master Makes His Own Path
Long Wei appeared above the clouds, staring straight at the sharpest point of the spear-shaped temple. He saw no need to waste precious time gathering Intel and sludging through boat loads of trials and traps that would be nothing short of a waste of time. A man of his stature had no business wasting time in petty trials that he only needed a sneeze to clear. All the strength he worked for, all his talents and everything that made him the brightest star in this current Era would never let him bend to the whims of the creator of this temple.
He made his own path, whether the world liked it or not. Stretching out his hand towards the temple, purple qi wrapped around the tip of his index finger. Years upon years of letting Void Qi flow through his system has done little to remove the slight uncomfortable feeling that zipped through his meridians everytime it slid through them.