The descendant of Red Cloud had appeared.
A single stone stirred up a thousand ripples! Countless people in the Eldritch World who knew the inside story were all shocked by this news.
Why were there so many people fighting over the Soul Dispersing Gourd Fragment?
It was not because of how precious the gourd fragment was, but because it might contain clues to the Primordial Violet Vapor.
Just this possibility alone had caused many people to fight to the death for it.
Then … did the descendant of Red Cloud know the whereabouts of the Primordial Violet Vapor? Could it be that the Primordial Violet Vapor had already fallen into the hands of the descendant of Red Cloud?
Compared to the gourd fragment, the descendant of Red Cloud was more valuable.
Therefore, countless people in the Eldritch World who paid attention to the Primordial Violet Vapor began to search for the descendant of Red Cloud.
"Hehe, I … did it on purpose."
In a restaurant in the Two Realms Pass, Li Yu stood in front of the window with a wine bottle in his hand. He looked down at the dejected Young Master Long who had fallen to the lowest point of his life, and a smile appeared on his face.
At this moment, Young Master Long was no longer in high spirits and high spirits.
His treasure was taken away, and his admirers had already abandoned him. The depressed Young Master Long was beaten back to his original state of being a loser by the Demon Lord of Great Compassion's Great Compassion Mantra.
"So … everything was just an illusion!"
Young Master Long's face was full of bitterness as he recalled his life of being a cuckold before he "transmigrated".
"Will a loser forever be a loser? I can't accept this! "
After losing his treasure, his most loyal followers actually joined forces with the evil cultivators of the Two Realms Pass to rob him clean. With his cultivation destroyed, the high-spirited young master of the Jianghu was already in dire straits.
"Heaven is about to give me a great responsibility …"
"Get lost! Stinking beggar! "
Young Master Long was still in the midst of "psychological reconstruction", trying to regain his confidence and rise from the lowest point of his life.
However … a passerby kicked him to the ground, making Young Master Long realize the reality.
"Why? Why? Am I not the main character? Isn't this a test on my path forward? Why is it like this? "
Young Master Long clenched his fists tightly. The word 'stinky beggar' was like a sharp blade that deeply pierced Young Master Long's heart. It was really painful! It was painful!
"Eh? Isn't this Young Master Long? A dragon among men, Young Master Long! Hahahaha! "
A young man in a brocade robe arrogantly glanced at the dispirited Young Master Long and laughed loudly. "Young Master Long? Bah! You're worse than shit! "
The young man in the brocade robe held his head high. He took out a piece of silver and threw it in front of Young Master Long.
"Seeing as we're acquaintances, this Young Master isn't someone who doesn't cherish old friendships. Come, I'll give you a piece of silver and let you eat your fill. This can be considered as me doing good deeds. "
Flinging his sleeve in disdain, the young man laughed out loud and walked over with his head held high.
"Bastard!"
Young Master Long was so angry that his face turned red and his body trembled.
This person was one of Young Master Long's followers. They were the ones who colluded with outsiders and betrayed Young Master Long, robbing him of all his treasures and severely injuring him, crippling his cultivation.
Now, they were humiliating him in front of his face. This hatred was absolutely irreconcilable!
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't bully the young for being poor!"
Young Master Long clenched his fists tightly and roared towards the sky, shouting out a 'classic saying' that shook the heavens.
Then …
He was met with a burst of laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
"A beggar dares to talk nonsense?"
"Why bother with him? Who knows, we might see his corpse in the smelly gutter tomorrow. "
The disdain of the passersby made Young Master Long feel as if a knife was stabbing his heart. It was so painful that he couldn't show his face.
A high-spirited young hero of the pugilistic world, a young cultivator with a bright future, had fallen to such a state. Why?
Young Master Long's eyes were red. His chest heaved up and down as he panted.
"Why? Because … I chose you! "
Li Yu smiled and shook his head. "Alright, since you shouted 'don't bully the young for being poor', I will give you a chance."
Young Master Long's so called 'transmigration' was made up by Li Yu.
In order to make the 'Successor of Red Cloud' appear, he used Young Master Long as a bait.
Therefore, Young Master Long's current situation was really made up by Li Yu.
"The main character Long Aotian with great luck, every time he suffers a setback, it is a chance for him to rise again. Things like falling off a cliff and finding a treasure after a great defeat, these are all very classic plots. "
Li Yu picked up the wine bottle and drank it in one gulp. He already had an idea in his mind. "Successor of Red Cloud or something, of course I have to release some smoke bombs."
Therefore, this Young Master Long was used as a bait by Li Yu again. He planned to make him the 'Successor of Red Cloud' again.
Night fell.
The Two World Pass at night became even more dangerous. In the darkness, all kinds of evil appeared.
"I can't be depressed like this, I must rise again! I will definitely rise again! "
Young Master Dragon dragged his heavily injured body and staggered into an alley while supporting himself against the wall.
This was the place Young Master Long chose to stay.
During the day, Young Master Long found a dilapidated house in this alley. Although the door was collapsed and weeds were growing, it was still better than sleeping on the streets.
Moving his body step by step, Young Master Long endured the pain all over his body and walked into the dilapidated house with difficulty.
Walking into the dilapidated house, Young Master Long realized that this dilapidated house seemed to be a temple. In the house filled with weeds and piles of broken tiles, there was actually a broken half of a god statue.
Only the two legs of the god statue were intact, the upper half had completely turned into rubble, there was no way to tell where it came from.
Young Master Long was not in the mood to find out where it came from.
Leaning against the stone platform of the god statue, he slowly sat down. Young Master Long panted heavily, the pain from his injuries almost made him collapse on the ground.
"I have seen through it. Reputation, prestige, limitless glory, they are all fake. Power, only power is the most important. "
Determination appeared on Young Master Long's face, the arrogance of the past, the arrogance of the past, the arrogance of the past, had faded from his heart, only leaving behind a deep and determined, and … the desire for power.
"Big Brother, that stinky beggar is here."
At this time, a few black shadows suddenly appeared outside the dilapidated house. The evil in the darkness had already appeared.
"Big Brother, it is said that this guy was once a cultivator with quite a reputation, can we deal with him?"
One of the black shadows seemed to be nervous, very afraid of the power of cultivators.
"What are you afraid of? His cultivation had been crippled by someone. Hehe, Lord Onyx Soul needs some decent corpses to refine corpse soldiers, this former cultivator will definitely be able to sell for a good price. "
Saying that, a few black shadows went into the dilapidated house, pulled out their swords, and aimed at Young Master Long who was collapsed beside the god statue.
"Thieves? Haha! I never thought that I, Young Master Long, would actually die in the hands of a few lowly thieves. "
When Young Master Long saw these thieves, his heart was filled with bitterness and a strong sense of unwillingness.
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