As night rolled over the martial arts arena, Ye Fan’s shoes were already soaked through with dew. He gazed at the roiling, gloomy clouds in the direction of Hanshui City, a burning sensation still lingering in his throat from Old Man Li’s words—the Longevity Island, the Jiuxiao Huanpei, and the karma of his demise in his past life were now peeling open layer by layer in his chest, like cocoons scalded by boiling water.
"It's time to head back." He touched the warm jade pendant at his waist; the sensation of the star map shifting beneath his skin felt remarkably like the final moment of his past life, right before the jade pendant shattered in a blinding flash of scorching light. This time, he would never let it break in anyone else's hands.
The campfire in the camp had not yet died out, sparks snapping and crackling as they cast long, dancing shadows.
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