Zeng Shun nodded, then left the Celestial Profound Sect through the hidden passage again.
He was tied too closely to the Celestial Profound Sect; there was no possibility of backing out. Otherwise, given Linghu Yang's cold-blooded methods, he would surely be struck dead with a single palm.
Was the Celestial Profound Sect's money really that easy to take?
However, Zeng Shun didn't regret his past decision.
If the Celestial Profound Sect hadn't intervened, he would likely be a mere Prefect at most right now; attaining the high position of Prefect would have been impossible.
The Confucian Family was different from the other two major schools; its connection to fortune was immense.
Only when blessed with great fortune could one's breakthroughs be as smooth as a fish taking to water.
His ability to break through to the Perception realm and live for two hundred years was inextricably linked to the abundant fortune of Xuan Yang.
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The night was deep.
