Immortal Palace Longevity

Liu Yu was naturally disgusted by the other party's presumptuous behavior during his own Infant Formation Ceremony.

This kind of behavior seriously damages his own interests. If it is not handled properly, it may cause serious consequences.

For example, in the previous fight, in the public eye, once he is really defeated, his reputation will plummet and cannot be stopped.

The spirit of the entire sect will also be severely hit.

"Old thing!"

Liu Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, but he did not get angry on the spot when he saw that the other party took the initiative to restrain his spiritual pressure.

After all, this is the mountain gate of Yuanyang Sect, and the Infant Formation Ceremony is in progress. If there is a war, he will be the one who is most affected.

Moreover, the Seven Nations Alliance Law was issued by the God himself, and it is not just a decoration.

At this time, open civil war must not be allowed, otherwise it will be investigated to the end.

"Heh~"

A mile away, facing the eyes of He Lao Mo, Liu Yu suddenly smiled coldly.

He did not hide the cold murderous intent on his face!

If there is a chance, Liu Yu will definitely take action and try to get rid of the other party!

When it comes to personal interests, the overall situation of the human race must be put aside.

If the previous hostility was only because of the sect's position, then after this incident, personal grudges have been involved.

"Perhaps, from the moment I returned to Tiannan, everything that happened today was already destined."

"It seems to be a coincidence, but it is inevitable."

Restraining his killing intent, Liu Yu regained his calmness and thought silently in his heart.

Taking charge of the sect is the best choice. If there is no accident, he will not give up, so the hostility with He Lao Mo is destined.

Given the relationship between the two sects, even if there is no infant ceremony, it is only a matter of time before personal grudges are involved.

"What an arrogant junior!"

On the opposite side, seeing Liu Yu being so presumptuous, He Wangtian's face flashed with anger.

In his opinion, this person is just a junior who dares to be so presumptuous in front of him. He is simply ignorant of the height of the world.

But in addition to being angry, this person's heart secretly shuddered, and a trace of heartache was born.

The other party is too young, and he only has more than 300 years of life left.

This Qingyangzi is indeed not simple.

Once he passes away, and the Hehuan Sect has not given birth to a new Nascent Soul, or the new Nascent Soul is not strong enough, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"As soon as he is promoted to Nascent Soul, he has such strength. This boy really has a promising future."

"Such a cultivator must not be left to the later generations."

After all, he is a thousand-year-old demon. He Wangtian's expression has never changed, and his scheming is unfathomable.

But under the calm surface, this person's heart is boiling with murderous intent!

"It's the Qingyang Patriarch!"

Below, the oppressive Nascent Soul spiritual pressure disappeared, and the disciples of the Yuanyang Sect looked up.

Seeing Liu Yu's figure who refused to give in, it immediately caused a large-scale sensation.

Feeling the attitude of the ancestor, the disciples' confidence also lifted, and their eyes looking at He Lao Mo changed subtly.

From the perspective of low-level cultivators, it is naturally impossible to see who has the upper hand, but the attitude of the ancestor who refuses to give in has greatly given them confidence.

Even the Jindan elders breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

Judging from the spiritual pressure, one can also get a glimpse of the strength of the cultivators.

In the previous confrontation, he was only slightly at a disadvantage, which was enough to prove the strength of Uncle Qingyang.

At least, passing today's test is not a problem.

As for the future, the ancestor is less than 300 years old, and there is plenty of time to improve his cultivation strength.

As long as he is careful and does not give him a chance, he can outlast He Lao Mo of Hehuan Sect!

…

It happened in a flash.

The confrontation between the two, as well as all kinds of thoughts, and the changes in the moods of thousands of cultivators below, actually only happened in one or two breaths.

"Swoosh"

A strong sound of breaking through the air came, and two spiritual pressures that were obviously better than He Lao Mo were approaching rapidly.

Two figures, a man and a woman, appeared in Liu Yu's sight at the same time.

Both of them were dressed in white, like the exiled immortals in mythological stories, spotless and with a kind of extraordinary temperament.

The male cultivator was holding a folding fan, and looked like a handsome young man, as if he was a rare talent in the secular world.

The female cultivator had a rosy face, a slender figure, and exquisite accessories. Her manners were elegant and graceful.

Because of her indescribable nobleness, even if you look at the countless beautiful female cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, she is definitely a beauty that is hard to come by.

The picture of the two of them coming hand in hand was not a bit discordant. It is indeed a rare story that a talented man and a beautiful woman are matched.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman!

"This kind of appearance and temperament should be attributed to the merits of the skills."

"After all, most of the skills of Piaoxue Pavilion have the characteristics of improving appearance and temperament."

Seeing the two of them, Liu Yu had this thought, but his reaction was not slow at all.

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Feng and Fellow Daoist Xue."

"Since I started my journey of cultivating immortals, I have always heard of Xian Kangli's reputation as the "Wind and Snow Twins".

"I am honored that you two have come to support me!"

He bowed his hands from afar, and said politely, lowering his posture.

After all, the other party can compete with the great cultivators if they join forces. If Liu Yu does not use the Ruined Sword, he will definitely not be able to compete with such strength.

Since joining Piaomiao Pavilion, the Wind and Snow Twins have been Taoist couples. Their real names have long been a mystery. Cultivators generally call them Fairy Feng and Taoist Xue.

The female cultivator is Feng, and the male cultivator is Xue.

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Qingyang."

"Fellow Daoist is too polite. Now the five sects of Chu are of the same blood. Fellow Daoist Qingyang has achieved Yuanying Dacheng. Naturally, my husband and I have to come and congratulate him."

"By the way, let's see the magical power of Taoist Qingyang."

Fairy Feng nodded gently, with a sweet and natural smile on her face, and the last sentence was meaningful.

The couple took this girl as the main person. She seemed to be very good at socializing. While she was politely communicating with Liu Yu, she also did not forget to exchange a few words with He Wangtian.

And Taoist Xue gently waved his folding fan and watched quietly.

"How can Liu show his magical power in front of the two of you?"

"But if Xian Kangli is willing to give me some advice, I will dare to show my ugliness later."

Liu Yu smiled slightly and said politely.

In just a few words of communication, although the "Wind and Snow Twins" did not show contempt because of their higher realm, the politeness and alienation in their words could be clearly felt.

If it is said that under the cold words of True Lord Zihong, the actual attitude is friendly.

In comparison, the hostility of He Lao Mo of Hehuan Sect is obvious.

And in the polite words of the Wind and Snow Twins, the actual attitude is strange and ordinary. In the secular world, it is like a stranger who has exchanged a few words.

The relationship between Yuanyang Sect and Piaoxue Pavilion is almost the same.

Before, although they belonged to the same country, one was in the northernmost part of Chu State, and the other was in the southernmost part of Chu State.

There was Cangyue Valley and Qingxu Sect in between, so there would not be direct conflict between them geographically.

Because of their strength, they were obviously not a suitable ally, so they had not communicated much.

After all, they were Yuanying old monsters who had lived for at least hundreds of years. Not showing emotions on their faces was just the most basic quality. Since the arrival of the Fengxue Twin Immortals, the tense atmosphere no longer existed.

Even Liu Yu and He Wangtian said a few words indifferently, of course, they were smiling on the surface but not on the inside.

"Here we are."

Just as he was about to lead the three people in to sit down, Liu Yu's spiritual sense was suddenly touched, but he did not turn his head.

And whether it was Fengxue Twin Immortals or He Wangtian, they did not react until a breath later, and seemed to have noticed something and looked to the side.

"From this point, it can be seen that my spiritual perception should exceed that of most Yuanying cultivators."

"After all, it is the superposition of two soul origins, and perhaps it can already be on par with the God of Transformation."

This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind, and he also "belatedly realized" and looked to the side.

In layman's terms, the higher the realm, the "slower" time is.

The breath of Yuanying Zhenjun is absolutely incomparable to the breath of Jindan cultivators.

The same is true for low-level cultivators to mortals.

In the senses of cultivators of different realms, "a breath" is indeed long and short.

And for Yuanying Zhenjun, a breath is long enough to do too many things!

"Swoosh~"

After another breath, a strong sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the sky.

A figure appeared in everyone's sight, and the "Old Taoist Yun Yi" of Qingxu Sect came late.

This person was wearing a blue Taoist robe. I don't know if it was because of the practice, his skin seemed a little loose and wrinkled, and his eyes were a little turbid. He looked like an old man.

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoists, I'm late."

"I hope fellow Taoist Qingyang won't mind!"

After flying to a nearby place, the old Taoist Yun Yi bowed and apologized to the two immortals Fengxue and He Wangtian.

Finally, he looked at Liu Yu and said leisurely, without even raising his hands.

Although his words were polite, his actual attitude was wrong, and he was obviously a little arrogant and even hostile.

I don't know if it was because he looked down on the newly promoted Yuanying or because he was an ally of Hehuan Sect.

"Today is a big day. As long as fellow Taoists can come to support us, Liu will be ready to welcome us at any time. How could I be dissatisfied?"

"Fellow Taoist Yun Yi is overthinking."

Liu Yu responded with a smile, not caring about his somewhat cold attitude.

Unlike Hehuan Sect, the contradictions between the two sides are difficult to reconcile. Although Qingxu Sect is somewhat hostile, there is still room for improvement.

There is no need to classify them as enemies from the beginning.

The friendliness of Zihong Zhenjun, the hostility and hatred of He Lao Mo, the strangeness and alienation of Fengxue Shuangxian, and the slight hostility of Yun Yi Laodao.

After just one encounter and a few simple exchanges, Liu Yu's attitude towards the four sects' Yuanying Zhenjun was already clear at a glance.

Seeing Liu Yu's polite response, Yun Yi Laodao's eyes flashed with surprise, and his arrogant attitude was restrained a lot.

In the final analysis, there was no deep hatred between the two sides. After all, he was also a Yuanying Zhenjun, and there was no need to offend him to death.

For the sake of allies, saying at most one sentence was the limit.

At this time, Zihong Zhenjun, who had already taken a seat, reappeared and flew to Liu Yu's side and stood in the air.

Six Yuanying Zhenjuns from five sects gathered above the mountain gate of Yuanyang Sect.

This scene, this grand moment, made many low-level cultivators below lose their minds.

Some quick-thinking people have realized at this moment that this meeting of the five sects' Yuanying Zhenjuns is likely to rewrite the direction of the nearby cultivation world and redefine the five sects!

From their positions, we can already see the relationship between the five sects.

True Lord Qingyang and True Lord Zihong are close, Old Demon Hehuan and Old Monster Yunyi are closer, and the Twin Immortals Fengxue are in their own sect.

"Everyone has come from afar, please come in and take a seat."

"The spiritual wine and spiritual fruit are ready, please let Liu entertain you well."

"Please forgive me for any shortcomings."

After a simple greeting, Liu Yu smiled slightly.

At the moment, the relationship seems harmonious, but in fact, there are undercurrents, and the atmosphere is very subtle.

"The matter of sitting down... can be put off for now."

"I heard that Daoist Qingyang has great magical powers in the early years. Now that he has condensed his Nascent Soul and become one of our generation, why don't we learn from each other first?!"

"It's better for me to be a Taoist and see the magical power of fellow Taoist Qingyang."

Without any politeness, He Wangtian suddenly interrupted.

By doing this, he obviously wanted to prevent Liu Yu from integrating into the small group and create conditions for subsequent actions.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became more subtle.

The grievances between the Yuanyang Sect and the Hehuan Sect have long been clear to the Fengxue Immortals, Zihong Zhenjun, and Yun Yi.

After hearing this, the three of them were silent for the first time, their eyes wandering between the two.

After all, the five sects now share the same territory. They hope that the two sects will clash and lose their strength, so that their sect can take the opportunity to expand.

The so-called covenant is of no use in the face of interests.

Not to mention that this situation has been considered for a long time. When it was signed, it was very loose and not binding.

As an "ally", True Lord Zihong did not speak, but looked at Liu Yu, wanting to see how he would respond.

Although they are allies in the traditional sense, they only strengthen each other's momentum when their strengths are equal, and they are far from being able to rescue each other in times of crisis.

No matter how good the friendship between the true monarchs is, they are still the ancestors of their respective sects, and the interests of their sects must come first at critical moments.

The pleasure of communication is only temporary. In the world of immortality, only cold interests last forever!

"It's my wish, but I don't dare to ask for my ear."

"Liu is a junior, and everyone here is considered a senior. I have long wanted to ask for advice."

When things came to a head, Liu Yu faced He Laomo's difficulties and faced them head-on.

Then, he changed the subject:

"I often hear Senior Brother Tianfeng mention that Liu has long wanted to experience the magical power of the Hehuan Sect."

"How about this is the first game, how about asking fellow Taoist He for advice?"

"As a "senior", Fellow Daoist He has practiced for hundreds of more years and is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Don't let Liu down!"

Liu Yu said with a smile, but his eyes were cold to the bone, openly confronting him tit for tat.

With strength in his body, he naturally looks up to him without fear.

Now that he is a Nascent Soul cultivator and possesses the ruined sword of Lingbao, he does not need to be humble even when facing these "seniors".

Even if he was promoted to Nascent Soul, it would only be less than a year.

Since he can advance and retreat calmly and is strong enough to cope with the current situation, there is no need to worry about Liu Yu's words and deeds.

It is precisely because of their high strength and almost no rules in the world that many high-level monks have such "weird" temperaments in the eyes of low-level monks.

Experience will increase with age, but cultivation strength and knowledge may not be the same.

A late learner may not be inferior to a "predecessor"!

However, when these words fell into the latter's ears, they naturally sounded yin and yang.

In He Wangtian's feeling, the other party was obviously saying that he was relying on his old age to sell his old age.

"Now that we are all true kings, we naturally cannot bear the title of 'seniors'."

"But I have finally wasted a thousand years. I think I can still do it after giving some guidance to fellow Taoist Qingyang."

He Wangtian immediately hit back, refusing to show weakness in the verbal exchange.

But while speaking, he was also secretly guessing.

The other party is just a new Nascent Soul. Why is he so stubborn when facing a middle Nascent Soul like himself?

"Does this kid have something to rely on?"

He Wangtian made a guess in his mind, but couldn't figure it out.

"We'll see."

The smile slowly faded and Liu Yu said calmly.

The few people's eyes met, and it was clear what would happen next, and they smiled tacitly.

Immediately, in the shocked eyes of thousands of monks, the six people took to the air and turned into various colored light spots, and continued to fly upwards.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the sky.

The supernatural power of Nascent Soul Lord is enough to burn mountains and boil seas. If a fight were to start anywhere, the damage to the environment would be too great.

Spiritual veins, spiritual lands, resource points, etc., will all be affected in the fighting. Hundreds of them will not be able to recover for decades, or even be completely destroyed in more severe cases.

Therefore, the Tiannan Immortal Realm has long had regulations that do not allow random fights at the four levels. Most of the "sparring" will go to the Gangfeng layer.

Unless it's the kind of unrelenting hatred.

…

The Nine Layers of Gangfeng layer evolved from the ancient Nine Heavens.

Since the "Ancient War", it has gradually lost its "vitality" and has become what it is today.

Being in the Gangfeng layer, you will be attacked by Gangfeng almost every breath. Even in the "safest" first layer, the power of Gangfeng is comparable to the third-level low-grade spells.

Ordinary golden elixirs cannot even gain a foothold in the first layer of Gangfeng, and they often have to quit after a few breaths of persistence.

However, after cultivating to the Nascent Soul realm, your strength will undergo earth-shaking changes.

The first three strong winds blew by, but to Zhenjun, they were no more than a breeze blowing on his face. He only needed to hold up his magic shield to offset them.

On this day, six figures of four men, two women, appeared on the second floor that had been deserted for a long time.

Ten miles apart, Liu Yu and He Wangtian faced each other from a distance, with their qi firmly locked on each other.

Zihong Zhenjun, Fengxue Shuangxian, and Yunyi Taoist stood fighting dozens of miles away.

"Qingyang must have something to rely on for agreeing so happily. Maybe he can really compete with He Laomo?!"

His eyes kept wandering between the two of them, and Zhenjun Zihong suddenly felt this way.

Although intellectually speaking, due to the gap between realms, it is impossible for a new True Lord to compete with an established mid-level player.

But seeing Liu Yu's unusually confident look, she felt this way.

"boom!!!"

They haven't really taken any action yet, but the confrontation has already begun.

The spiritual pressure around both of them was rising at an incredible speed, and they were pressing hard towards each other.

"Peng Peng Peng"

The Nascent Soul's spiritual pressure was released without reservation, even the ubiquitous Gangfeng was affected, and some achievements that had not yet been born had collapsed.

For a moment, there was a dense roar all around.

With a lower level of cultivation, Liu Yu would naturally be at a disadvantage if it were just a matter of spiritual pressure.

No matter how many times you do this, the result will never change.

However, the strength of the opponent's spiritual pressure has not reached the level of crushing, and it is far from being able to defeat his spiritual pressure.

Therefore, it will not have any impact on one's own strength.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

A dozen breaths of time passed by in the blink of an eye amid the roaring roar of the strong wind.

On the other side, He Wangtian saw that he had a slight upper hand in the spiritual pressure competition, but the opponent's spiritual pressure was still condensed, and he frowned slightly.

Realizing that nothing would happen if this continued, he couldn't help but choose to take the lead.

"Boom~"

He Wangtian moved his hands, and a vast aura of mana spread in the second level of Gangfeng.

He just made a simple magic trick, and as soon as his palms were closed, wisps of black spiritual light emerged quickly from his palms.

These wisps of black aura have substance and are not just pure light.

It exudes a cold and sinister aura as soon as it appears, and its power far exceeds the third level.

In contact with a ray of black spiritual light, even the ubiquitous wind was frozen and polluted, and appeared in the space.

The great power is evident.

When an ordinary magic weapon is entangled with black aura, its power will be greatly reduced and it will no longer be able to be used again!

Supernatural power - Yin Yang Xuanguang!

This is He Laomo's natal magical power. It has two forms, one yin and one yang, and many changes. It is one of the important means for him to cultivate the immortal world for thousands of years.

In the palms of He Wangtian's hands, strands of black spiritual light continued to emerge, becoming increasingly powerful as the number accumulated.

But he was not in a hurry to attack, but continued to accumulate power.

As time goes by, the power of this magical power is still rising rapidly.

It was already as powerful as a fourth-level mid-level spell, and now it was gradually approaching the peak of fourth-level mid-level spells.

Wisps of black spiritual light entangled with each other, gradually forming a "black sun" above his head, and the aura he exuded became increasingly terrifying.

"Zizi~"

With very little power dissipated, the strong wind within a mile radius was constantly frozen into black ice.

At a glance, this scene is extremely shocking and has a strong visual impact.

Eighty feet, one hundred feet...

The black sun is getting bigger and bigger, and its power has completely reached the peak of the fourth-level mid-level, and even has a tendency to move towards the fourth-level high-level.

The six people jointly agreed that Liu Yu and the other four parties would "discuss" each other's moves. As long as they showed sufficient strength, the Yuanyang Sect would still be "one of the five factions."

Of course, there is no clear standard for what “sufficient strength” is.

Since it is a competition and there is only one move, it is natural to give enough time to wait until the power of both sides' magical powers has been accumulated to the maximum before attacking.

Therefore, neither can interrupt the other party midway.

"What a yin-yang mysterious light, it is indeed somewhat mysterious."

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu thought to himself.

But of course he would not sit still and wait for death. When He Wangtian used his magical power, he had already started taking action at the same time.

Liu Yu's robes fluttered, and in just a tenth of a second, his hands pinched dozens of spells.

"Wow~"

Suddenly, the lake of mana in Dantian surged endlessly, flowing into the meridians at lightning speed.

"Boom~"

All the limbs and bones were filled with qi and blood that were instantly hot and blazing, boiling to the extreme and forming traces of crimson blood that penetrated the body.

As the spell was played, Liu Yu's powerful spiritual pressure rose again, easily surpassing the initial peak of ordinary Nascent Soul.

The next moment, his whole body lit up with bright green light, like the bright sun shining for dozens of miles in radius.

The dark cyan mana essence and the crimson energy and blood essence are mixed with the cyan aura and come out through the body.

They were entangled with each other, fused and arranged in a mysterious way, creating a huge cyan light and shadow in the air behind Liu Yu.

"Boom~!"

As soon as the light and shadow appeared, with Liu Yu as the center, an extremely powerful wave of power suddenly spread.

The initial power has reached the fourth-level mid-level level!

The cyan light and shadow were majestic, and in just a blink of an eye, a human-shaped outline was quickly formed.

The essence of Qi and blood is used as blood vessels, the essence of mana is used as meridians, and the cyan aura is used as flesh and blood bones.

From a distance, it looks like a giant of light descending into the world. Even if the lower body is unusually moldy, it does not affect its unrivaled power.

"Qingyang Nebula!!"

Following Liu Yu's low drink, the eyes of the baby-fat cyan Yuanying in the Dantian widened, and he changed his posture and stretched his body.

At the same time, through a mysterious connection, the light and shadow about a hundred feet high behind him formally took shape, and his facial features became slightly clearer.

If you look closely, you can still vaguely see Liu Yu's appearance, although her facial features are still the same.

But most of his face was obscured by the hood of his robe made of blue light, making him look mysterious and unfathomable.

After overcoming the inner demon tribulation, Liu Yu naturally mastered this method and used "Qingyang Nebula" to easily survive the thunder tribulation.

According to classic records, this method is called "Dharma", "Golden Body", or "Nebula Body" and so on.

He felt that "Qingyang Nebula" was easier to pronounce, so he called it that.

As the essence of mana and blood continued to increase, the "nebula body" behind Liu Yu continued to grow, and its power and fluctuations were rising.

"This son's strength..."

The moment the cyan light and shadow appeared, a look of shock flashed across He Wangtian's face, as if he had discovered something incredible.

He watched the cyan light and shadow grow stronger, but due to the rules of the competition, he could not interrupt it at this moment.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Five breaths later, Liu Yu's "nebula body" expanded to one hundred and fifty feet, and He Wangtian's "black sun" expanded to two hundred feet.

The power of both sides' magical powers has reached its peak, but in terms of power alone, the latter is still superior.

The power reached its maximum, and the agreement that could not be interrupted no longer existed. He Wangtian immediately moved his hands and controlled the "black sun" above his head to press towards the opponent.

"Hai Xiu~"

The magical power looks huge, but the speed of "Black Sun" is comparable to lightning.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black light and shot out. At this time, its power had touched the threshold of the fourth level.

"What a tyrannical power!"

Facing this attack, Liu Yu looked extremely solemn, not daring to show any contempt in his heart.

Immediately, he had a thought.

Behind his back, the huge light and shadow pushed his hands forward, and two cyan light pillars shot out from his palms.

"boom!!!"

The next moment, two attacks met between the two of them, and a powerful wave of power suddenly broke out, and then swept away in all directions.

In the horrific aftermath of the fight, all Gangfeng within a radius of five miles was destroyed, and even a brief "vacuum" appeared.

Black and green, the two colors of aura are shining brightly.

However, after a moment of stalemate, the "Black Sun" still had the absolute upper hand, and continued to move forward with the two cyan light beams, approaching Liu Yu's body.

At the same time, due to the consumption of the cyan light beam, the volume of the "Black Sun" is also rapidly shrinking.

As for the cyan light and shadow, because Liu Yu can replenish his magic energy and blood at any time, his body never shrinks.

"I didn't expect this kid to have such a method!"

Seeing this scene, even He Wangtian's city couldn't help but look a little gloomy.

However, this result is quite expected.

The moment he saw the "Dharma", he clearly realized that with Qingyang's strength, it was impossible to defeat him in a short time.

One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and this round of confrontation is obviously no longer suspense.

In the end, the "Black Sun" stalled after advancing two miles and could no longer move forward.

"Let's finish it."

Liu Yu's thoughts fell, and the "nebula body" behind him suddenly moved, and the cyan light beam shot out increased by three points again.

"boom!!!"

About three miles away, the "Black Sun" shrunk to eighty feet, was penetrated by a cyan light beam.

Then he lost control and turned into countless black auras that dissipated, leaving only the icy cold breath that lingered in the space.

Behind Liu Yu, the cyan light and shadow were astonishingly powerful, still standing proudly.

Who else?

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PS: I originally wanted to finish writing a 10,000-word chapter, but in the end I couldn’t hold on anymore, so I’ll end it here today...