NOVEL NEXT Ah Zhao remains silent.
She turns to look at Gu Hao.
Gu Hao understands what she means. He nods: “It’s her.”
Ah Zhao looks at the clinic quietly. Gu Hao thinks she is going to take action but she simply shakes her head and goes forward.
“Aren’t you going to have a look?”
Ah Zhao shakes her head: “At what? She has harvested what she has sowed.”
“If I show her mercy now, who is going to pity those who were killed and those who have lost their loved ones deep in grief?”
Looking back at the clinic, Gu Hao suddenly says:
“I have no idea why I feel a sense of freedom deep down when I heard that scream and knew how she ended up.”
Ah Zhao looks at him with surprise.
Gu Hao is a little nervous, afraid that Ah Zhao will find him over cruel, but he doesn’t want to lie to her either.
“I don’t find her pitiful at all. She has suffered from her own actions. Learning about her consequences, I only feel my heart lightens, happy, even.”
Gu Hao frowns. Apparently, he doesn’t know the reasons for that.
Though he isn’t a very kind person, he is far from cold-blooded enough to hit someone who’s down. He shouldn’t have had such feelings.
However, it clicks and Ah Zhao understands.
Reaching out for Gu Hao’s forehead and stroking it, she says seriously: “Perhaps she’s your enemy in your previous incarnation. You’ve let go of your hatred knowing her consequences.”
Gu Hao holds her hand and forgets all about Lan Bing Xin instantly.
She is an unimportant person whose well-being has nothing to do with him.
After two years of travel, Ah Zhao takes Gu Hao to where the original owner of her body lived.
It is a towering mountain covered with snow all year round. She used to be its only inhabitant.
Now, she has someone with her.
Gu Hao starts his cultivation in seclusion.
With each seclusion, his level soars.
However, he remains unaware of which level Ah Zhao is at all this time.
It seems she is forever ahead of him with a smiling face no matter how much progress he makes.
One day, Gu Hao couldn’t hold back his curiosity anymore and asks:
“Ah Zhao, which level are you at exactly?”
Ah Zhao, who is making a snowball blinks after she has heard that and says calmly: “Me? With your speed of progress, after a thousand years, you can probably…”
“Boom!”
Ah Zhao: “…” How many years has passed since the last thunder strike?
The system chimes in timely and says below its breath: “Please don’t brag, host. Given the male lead’s progress, he’ll reach your level in less than a thousand years.”
Ah Zhao: “…”
Having been glared at by Ah Zhao without any reason, Gu Hao rubs his nose and takes it not knowing what’s going on.
Time leaves no trace on the mountain. Another 500 years pass in an instant, during which period Gu Hao finally reaches the level of a saint, the top level that a kung fu apprentice of the Land of God of War could achieve.
This is when he finally learns that Ah Zhao is at the top level of a saint and could ascend to virtual space at any second.
It suddenly dawns on him why all she does is playing with snowballs.
Since the spirit in the Land of God of War is limited, the top level of saint is the most powerful level one can reach here.
“Ah Zhao, you, have been waiting for me?” Gu Hao asks.
Making the snow in her hand into a ball, she stuffs it in his collar, indulging herself since he’s so good-tempered.