A speechless choice

The reason the Saint chose Rebirth once before was that he didn't want to oppose Zhou Ziming.

On one hand, he knew that even as a Saint, without any great Opportunities later on, he wouldn't achieve anything.

His appearance seemed specifically designed to be Face-slapped by Zhou Ziming.

After being beaten, whether he lived or died, he would have no role in the future.

And in the end, he would be nothing more than a Face in the crowd.

The Saint had seen through it all.

But he was unwilling to accept such a fate.

He felt that if he could become Zhou Ziming's lackey, perhaps he could change his destiny.

On the other hand,

it was because he had personally seen Zhou Ziming resolve one disaster after another.

He had turned the tide many times, saving the overall situation.

The Star Sea Holy Son had witnessed too many disasters.

And every disaster was like the end of the world.

Only Zhou Ziming fought bloody battles.

His mother and the others always said Zhou Ziming was a hypocrite with poor character.

Even if Zhou Ziming's righteousness was fake, he was the one doing the righteous things.

Now that you've stolen Zhou Ziming's Opportunity,

if Zhou Ziming doesn't reach his expected height of growth,

what will happen to the West Continent?

What will happen to the Cultivators of the West Continent?

The Star Sea Holy Son then said, "The Holy Land should send people to guard the West Continent!"

The Saint's Mother shook her head.

"That's impossible, because your Father has already reached an agreement with others; no matter what happens in the West Continent, we will not interfere!"

The Saint looked at his mother in a daze.

"The Wood Dragon in the West Continent is about to mutate; it will devour all the Cultivators in the entire West Continent!"

His mother felt very helpless.

"But your Father has already promised to ignore this matter!"

The Star Sea Holy Son's fists suddenly clenched.

"Mother, in your memory, Zhou Ziming is a fake and a hypocrite, but facing that Wood Dragon in the West Continent, he never retreated a single step!"

"Our Holy Land is the Holy Land of the entire Northern Continent. Can't we even pretend to care about such things?"

The Saint's Mother smiled.

"Your Father is doing this for the sake of the big picture!"

The Saint took a deep breath.

"The West Continent has tens of millions of Cultivators!"

The Saint's Mother nodded.

"Yes, but the entire Northern Continent has billions of Cultivators. If tens of millions of Cultivators can be exchanged for the safety of billions, how would you choose?"

"If we don't sacrifice the West Continent, how many Cultivators would the entire Northern Continent lose?"

The Saint fell silent.

The Saint's Mother even laughed at this point.

"Since you know the West Continent is dangerous, just tell your Junior Sister not to Face the Wood Dragon!"

After saying that, the Saint's Mother sent a direct transmission, telling the Saint's Junior Sister to return.

Before long,

the Saint's Junior Sister returned to the Holy Land.

Seeing the Junior Sister return safely, the Saint's Mother...

She couldn't help but say with a smile, "See, how simple! Isn't it easily resolved?"

The Saint also smiled at this point, "Yeah... well, I'm a bit tired, I'm going to go rest!"

After saying that, the Saint returned to his room and closed the door.

Then the Star Sea Holy Son tossed and turned.

"No, in my past life I was just stupid, like a fool, at most paranoid. But it's precisely because I'm not heartless that I'm like this."

Thinking of this, the Star Sea Holy Son got up.

He wanted to sneak off to the West Continent.

But when he opened the door, he saw a Sealing Array.

"Child, how could I not know what's on your mind?"

The Saint was silent for a while, then shouted.

"Mother!"

"Yes?"

The Saint sighed, "In that case, please don't target Zhou Ziming in the future, and since we took his Opportunity, give him some compensation!"

The Saint's Mother shook her head.

"Opportunities are ownerless things to begin with, how can you say it belongs to Zhou Ziming?"

The Saint said no more.

Because at this moment, he was on the verge of a breakdown.

Having been reborn, he found that things had become even more of a mess.

He even wanted to change it all, but felt utterly powerless.

"But, is the West Continent really going to be gone like this?"

"And Zhou Ziming, where are you now? How are you doing?"

..."A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!..."

Zhou Ziming sneezed several times in a row.

He even felt a chill all over his body.

Zhou Ziming couldn't help but look around.

Sun Dahai was staring straight at Zhou Ziming.

Zhou Ziming couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

"What's with that look?"

Sun Dahai then said,

"Since I started following you, I have endless money to spend every day, and no worries about cultivation resources!"

Sun Dahai's Face was full of melancholy.

Zhou Ziming: "???"

"No, what's with your tone and expression? Isn't this good?"

Sun Dahai shook his head.

"It's not good. It's like a pervert who hasn't seen a woman in a long time; I'm stifled. I want to fight, I need to fight!"

Zhou Ziming was speechless.

What a terrible analogy.

"Then go and destroy the Star Sea Holy Land!"

Sun Dahai's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Zhou Ziming: "..."

No, why is this guy so reckless?

Your sister is a bit helpless, and you, Sun Dahai, are also quite reckless.

No wonder Sun Tianming is in charge of the Sun Family now.

If the Sun Family were handed over to you two, it would probably have been gone long ago.

Zhou Ziming could only say: "Give me some Face and let them off for now!"

Sun Dahai was a bit disappointed.

"Fine, I'll listen to you, but I really think I can destroy them!"

Zhou Ziming ignored him directly.

Because at this moment, some ridiculous Body Refining Technique choices were presented before him.

"Stamina from five hundred years of battle in the Brothels!"

"Physical strength from being beaten by Primordial Heavenly Venerate for a year!"

"Physical strength from being tortured by Dao De Heavenly Venerate for ten years!"

Zhou Ziming really couldn't understand.

What was with the first choice?

And these second and third choices,

though the time seems short,

the shorter the duration, the more painful it must be.

But no matter how you look at it, these three choices are all damn near fatal.

After thinking about it,

Zhou Ziming still chose the first one.

Golden light entered his body.

Zhou Ziming's body began to wither visibly to the naked eye.

His eyes became sunken, and his lips turned pale.

"Ho~ ly~ crap~ ah~"

Zhou Ziming's voice was hoarse.

And his tone sounded like he was about to stop breathing.

"I can't take it..."

Zhou Ziming directly took out Spiritual Liquid and gulped it down.

But he still couldn't keep up with the speed at which his body was thinning.

"Damn it, I'm done for!"

Zhou Ziming's eyes rolled back, and he fell straight down.

This gave Sun Dahai a fright.

He quickly picked up Zhou Ziming and threw him into a pool of Spiritual Liquid.

But in the blink of an eye, the Spiritual Liquid pool began to turn clear.

Sun Dahai continued to pour Spiritual Liquid.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed.

Zhou Ziming finally returned to looking human.

But his eyes were dark and his lips were still pale.

The Little Calf ran in happily from outside.

On its back, it was also carrying two 1:1 scale Figures of Sun and Moon Shine Together.

Seeing Zhou Ziming like this,

the Little Calf thought for a long time and finally raised a sign to ask uncertainly: "Are you... humping the air?"

"Pfft~"

Zhou Ziming spat out the mouthful of Spiritual Liquid he had just drunk.

"What the hell is humping the air, can you not be so bizarre?"