There was no change in Jun Wu Xie's expression, she had never felt that her own cultivation speed was heaven defying. For she was clearer than anyone that her achievements today, what price she had paid. She had exhausted all her strength and effort, with each step she took, there was an immense amount of hard work poured in. The amount of hardships she faced was not something others could fathom.
Others only saw her glory, but they did not know the arduous journey behind it all.
Leaving her home at a young age, not being able to be with her family, getting rid of enemies, collecting maps, searching for the Dark Emperor's tomb, entering the Middle Realm, fighting against the Twelve Palaces, stepping into the Spirit World to cultivate the soul.... Each and every step, each and every adversity she faced, she never mentioned it to anyone.
If given a choice of a peaceful and stable life, who would be willing to leave their loved ones and live each day on the edge?
