A Pair of Embroidered Shoes

"They are like me, a person who should be long dead. We should have died in the battlefield twenty thousand years ago. We are only forced to live until now by the situation."

Saint Woodcutter set aside his ax and sighed ruefully. "Fu Riluo, do you know? If it was during Founding Emperor Era, a small devil god like you jumping around would have long been sent up to God Execution Stage to be executed. However, the present is different from the past. I admire you very much and I also know your abilities and methods. When you didn't involve people of the celestial heavens and relied on your own strength to attack Supreme Emperor Heaven, I knew you didn't want to be under someone's rule. You have your own ambition and magnificent aspiration. You want to use Supreme Emperor Heaven as a springboard to jump to Founding Emperor Celestial Heavens. Your ambition is very big."