Crimson Flame

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds.
Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here—
Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam;
Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts.
Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger;
Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light.
The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings.
And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

Pillar of Yita

By the time Fang Hong had regained his senses,


he found that Lonely White Field had already let go of his hand.


He held the dagger, looking at the other person with surprise. This was no small token, it was a grand gift. Moreover, the favor the other had asked of him was still just a possibility, after all, the young man might not take a liking to their Adventure Group, and the Blood Oath Alliance might not necessarily defeat Rain Listener.


But he understood what Lonely White Field meant, granting him this dagger meant that under no circumstances would he take it back.


Fang Hong thought for a moment before saying, "Mr. Lonely White Field, this item is too valuable."


But the latter just smiled lightly, as if relieved, "Do you think I would hand it over to a stranger? You are half a student of R, and just like him, you are also a Combat Artisan. This item is actually better off in your hands. I hope you can help him realize his ideals and continue down this path."


Chapter 160: Two Sides