Myriad Nascent Dao Pagoda.
The little over one hundred elites of the Myriad Yore Continent were cultivating quietly. The ambient air was tense and solemn as everyone was diligently trying to increase their strength by any amount. The guillotine that was the Myriad Yore Continent left their necks stiff and their hearts cold.
Barely a day had passed since they were left by Xiang Ling, but none of them dared to enter the Myriad Nascent Dao Pagoda.
A few minutes after Xiang Ling left, an overconfident youth at the Seventh Stage of the Qi Condensation Realm made his way inside with smiles and excitement. At that time, everyone was raring to go to test their mettle, but few wanted to be the first one to do so.
(2/2) - Regular.
(3/5) - Bonus.
Everyone has ambition. What if the wife doesn't want to be the shadow, what if she wants to be the mountain?
This was one of the sentences that entered my mind when I was designing Na Xinyi's personality. You see it a little when she's introduced, how she fought to go against her weakness, and then a little later when her thoughts are clearer.
I just hope I can give her character justice. Regardless of whether that justice is to her benefit or detriment. Either way, I'm good.