It was only natural for the Vermillion Bird to be flustered by Yang Lujia like that.
Knowing also his character, the Vermillion Bird had already seen it and she knew from the very start that Yang Lujia was soone who would value his closest team and friends.
It was only that, before, Yang Lujia never had the clearest thoughts and did not understand the weight of him, saving his disciples or a couple of his friends. Only when he understood the weight of his actions did he then realize that it was more than what he felt initially.
He might have thought that the things he did were nothing, but others would not naturally think that way. Now, he understood.
Hence, the sudden change in his temperant.
He would now consider the feelings of others, even if it was only the tiniest bit.
Only unless soone dear to him was hurt, the feelings of others—whether grievances or helplessness could be discussed. He now had firmly developed this principle in life.
The Vermillion Bird let out a small cough to wash away the awkwardness in the atmosphere. She then looked at Yang Lujia's pure eyes. Again, she was srized for a mont, but she did not dare dillydally and imdiately told Yang Lujia about the second test.
"I don't know what the second test would be about. His Highness, your esteed father, at that ti, only told that you will undergo the tornt of facing the wrath of flas."
"Flas?" Yang Lujia was surprised.
He himself understood the rules of flas. However, he was sure that the rules of fla could not only be limited to one type. Clearly, he was aware that what he comprehended was rely the most basic flas.
If he incorporated the rules of darkness then, wouldn't that make the flas even stronger? He had this thought before, but he was actually certain if that would work. However, the world itself has its own wonders. What he thought would not work might work.
The wonders of this world could not be explained by logic. The mystical energy that they cultivated, qi, could already arouse several questions.
Once again, Yang Lujia was transported to a realm. However, this one was rather filled with the aura of endless peril. With closed eyes, Yang Lujia could feel that there were already different ranges of temperature assaulting his body.
So made him feel cold. So made him feel the aura of death. So made him feel like what awaited was nothing but impending destruction. At this point, he was already filled with astonishnt in his heart.
At the sa ti, he felt pain. That was because his cultivation level was actually forcefully reduced by half, rendering him almost powerless in this realm.
As soon as he opened his eyes, his jaw was already almost dropped to the ground. What he saw was sothing he would not expect to see.
A myriad of differently colored flas was floating in the space around him while so of them were even crawling on the ground. To his amazent, there were even brown flas and vibrant ones.
This was truly unexpected!
After calming down, Yang Lujia prayed in his heart that these flas would not beco the cause of his death. Although he would eventually revive if he'd be dead, he really didn't want to sully his father's reputation and beco a son who was not fitting to carry his shoes.
Despite him already realizing so things, he still could not extricate the feeling he had back then—that feeling of always trying to surpass his parents, especially his dad. He also had the urge to do the sa here. Therefore, he could not falter.
His dad managed to leave him alone as an infant.
As a father, his actions were extrely hateful.
No matter the reason, Yang Lujia knew that he would eventually be bound to accept it—may it be for his own good or that his parents in this lifeti were just the sa parents he had on Earth. He was not certain.
And one of his ultimate goals at the mont, after knowing that he had an extrely powerful father who might be looking down on him as well, was to surpass the other party and suppress him if he could.
Yang Lujia then looked at the countless number of flas jumping around. So of them even took the shapes of beasts or humans and seed to be talking amongst themselves, circling Yang Lujia.
Although they did not have eyes, Yang Lujia could feel the disdain they felt towards him.
And at this mont, a notification appeared in front of him once more. Yang Lujia then realized that his task wasn't an easy one. He realized that his conjecture in the past that combining two different types of rules, like combining the rules of flas with the rules of darkness, was not sothing unfounded. It could actually happen.
He might have done it before. He didn't know. But now, he had to make sure he was conscious when he'd do it.
Yang Lujia then went through a number of flas while the latter kept on assaulting him, even to the point that he felt like his body would explode. Yang Lujia subconsciously checked his dantian, only to witness nothing but a blurry one. This was the system not allowing Yang Lujia to know his current realm.
Therefore, he did not mind about it. It was his fault in the first place.
Hence, he could only advance and find the fla that he should comprehend.
If he could comprehend that type of fla, he knew that he would be able to accomplish this task. But this was only the first thing that he would do. Naturally, there was sothing he needed to do afterward.
Despite the pain he felt because of the different types of flas attacking his body as if they were trying to probe into him, he marched toward that type of fla he was tasked to comprehend.
It was a green-colored fla!
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