We Walk The Same Path

Jiang Hao held the Half-Moon Blade in his hand and felt nostalgic.

It had been a long time since he had clashed with anyone.

Be it outside or within the sect, he rarely engaged in conflicts.

In recent years, he had worked on his state of mind or mining and cultivating spirit herbs.

He quite enjoyed that kind of life.

Fighting and killing weren't good. Even if he won this time, next time could end up being his last.

Losing in such situations would be catastrophic.

Therefore, he avoided everything and resolved issues as quickly as possible.

Since everyone who had come here wanted to challenge him, he needed to be prepared.

He worried about being weaker than others. He was concerned that would put an end to his progress.

It was all for him to progress a little further and become a little stronger.

Whether one was right or wrong didn't matter here.

Everyone was on the same path. It was all about survival.