He had thought that, as a Xu Clan disciple without the blessings of ancestors, reaching this point was already the perfect realm of his dreams.
But after that outing in the greenery, his heart was completely in chaos.
The satisfaction he once felt became tasteless after seeing a bigger world.
Even the recommendation letter he had longed for now seemed superfluous.
Xu Chengyuan, sitting at his desk, had only thoughts of becoming famous in one battle, establishing a Sword Sect, having disciples from all directions come to join, and setting up a powerful presence in Longzhou!
Compared to joining the Divine Sword Army, where he could see his path for the next several decades, Xu Chengyuan preferred the challenging road pointed out by Tang Luo.
Perhaps he was inherently an ambitious man, unwilling to be subordinate to others simply because he had had enough of poverty at the bottom, so he only wanted to climb up with all his might.