Pursuing Longevity With an Immortal Mansion

Liu Yu was naturally disgusted by the fact that the other party was so presumptuous in his own baby-making ceremony.

This kind of behavior seriously harms one's own interests, and if it is not handled properly, it may cause serious consequences.

For example, in the fight just now, once you are truly defeated in full view of the public, your reputation will plummet unstoppably.

The energy and spirit of the entire sect will also be severely affected.

"Old thing!"

A cold light flashed in Liu Yu's eyes, but seeing that the other party took the initiative to restrain his spiritual pressure, he still did not have an attack on the spot.

After all, this is the gate of Yuanyang Sect, and the baby-making ceremony is going on. If there is a fight, the person who will be most affected is himself.

Moreover, the laws of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance were issued by the Divine Lord himself and were by no means just decorations.

At this time, open civil war will never be allowed, otherwise we will definitely pursue it to the end.

"Ha~"

A mile away, facing He Laomo's gaze, Liu Yu suddenly smiled coldly.

He didn't hide it, there was a cold murderous intent on his face!

If given the chance, Liu Yu will definitely take action and try to get rid of the opponent!

When it comes to self-interest and the overall interests of the human race, everything must be put aside.

If the previous hostility was just because of the sect's stance, then this incident has led to personal grudges.

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

“It seems like a coincidence, but it’s actually inevitable.”

After restraining his murderous intent, Liu Yu regained her composure and thought silently in her heart.

Taking charge of the sect is the best choice. If there is no accident, he will not give up, so he is destined to be hostile to He Laomo.

With the relationship between the two sects, even if there is no baby-making ceremony, it will be a matter of time before personal grudges are added.

"What an arrogant junior!"

Opposite him, seeing Liu Yu being so presumptuous, anger flashed across He Wangtian's face.

In his opinion, this person is just a junior, but he dares to be so presumptuous in front of his face, which is simply unreasonable.

But besides being angry, this man's heart was secretly shuddering, and he felt a trace of palpitations.

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

This Qingyangzi is indeed not simple.

Once he passes away and no new Nascent Soul is born from the Hehuan Sect, 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 son really has a promising future."

"Such a monk must not be left to those who come after him."

After all, He Wangtian is a thousand-year-old monster, and his expression has never changed, and the city is unfathomable.

But beneath the calm surface, this man's heart is boiling with murderous intent!

"It's Patriarch Qingyang!"

Below, the oppressive Yuanying spiritual pressure disappeared, and Yuanyang Sect disciples raised their heads one after another.

Seeing Liu Yu's unyielding figure immediately caused a large-scale sensation.

Feeling the ancestor's attitude, the disciples' confidence also cheered up, and the eyes looking at He Laomo changed subtly.

From the perspective of low-level monks, it was naturally impossible to see who had the upper hand, but the ancestor's unyielding attitude greatly gave them confidence.

Even Elder Jin Dan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

Judging by the spiritual pressure, you can also get a glimpse of part of the monk's strength.

In the confrontation just now, they were only slightly at a disadvantage, which was enough to prove the strength of Uncle Qingyang.

At least, passing today's test won't be a problem.

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

As long as you are careful and don't give him a chance, you can boil He Huanmen He Laomo to death!

…

It's too late, but it's soon.

The confrontation between the two, as well as various thoughts, as well as the changes in the moods of thousands of monks below, actually only happened in a breath or two.

"Whizzing"

A strong sound of breaking through the air came, and two spiritual pressures that were obviously better than half a dozen compared to He Laomo were approaching rapidly.

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

Both of them are dressed in white, just like the banished immortals in fairy tales. They are spotless and have an aloofness.

The male cultivator was holding a folding fan. He looked like a handsome young man, like a rare talent in the world.

The female slender face is like a peach blossom, the figure is long and elegant, the accessories are exquisite, and there is a graceful and luxurious temperament in her behavior.

Because of that indescribable nobility, even if you look at the countless beautiful cultivators in the world of immortality, she is definitely a beauty that is rare to find.

There is no sense of disharmony in the scene of the two people joining hands. It is indeed a rare story of a talented man to match a beautiful woman.

Talented man and beautiful woman!

"This kind of appearance and temperament should be indispensable for the merits of martial arts."

"After all, most of Piaoxue Pavilion's exercises have the property of improving appearance and temperament."

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

"I've seen fellow Daoist Feng and fellow Daoist Snow."

"The reputation of the virtuous couple as "Two Immortals of the Wind and Snow" has been well known to Liu ever since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals!"

"It's a great honor for Liu to have both of you come to support us!"

He cupped his hands and said politely, lowering his posture.

After all, the other party can compete with the great monk if they join forces. If Liu Yu doesn't use the Sword of Destruction with such strength, it will be difficult for Liu Yu to compete at present.

Since joining the Piaomiao Pavilion, the Fengxue Immortals have been Taoist companions. Their real names have long been a mystery. The monks generally call them Feng Xianzi and Snow Taoist.

The female cultivator is the wind, and the male cultivator is the snow.

"I've met fellow Taoist Qingyang."

"Fellow Taoist, you are so polite. Now that the five sects of Chu are united, Taoist Qingyang has achieved great success. Naturally, we and my wife want to come and congratulate you."

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

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

The couple mainly focused on this girl, who seemed to be very good at communication. While communicating politely with Liu Yu, she also did not forget to exchange a few words with He Wangtian.

Taoist Snow, on the other hand, gently shook his folding fan and watched quietly.

"In front of the two of you, how can Liu have any magical powers?"

"But if the wise couple are willing to give you some advice, I will boldly show off my shame later."

Liu Yu smiled slightly and said politely.

In just a few words of exchange, although the "Fengxue Immortals" did not show contempt because of their higher realm, the politeness and alienation in their words could clearly be felt.

If we say that under Zhenjun Zihong's cold words, his actual attitude is friendly.

In comparison, the hostility of He Laomo from Hehuanmen was obvious.

However, in the polite words of the Fengxue Immortals, their actual attitude was unfamiliar and ordinary. In the world, they were like strangers who had just exchanged a few words with each other.

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

Previously, 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.

Separated by the Waning Moon Valley and the Qingxu Sect, there will be no direct conflict with each other geographically.

Because of its strength, it is obviously not a suitable ally, so there has not been much communication.

After all, he is an old Nascent Soul monster who has lived for at least hundreds of years. His ability to be indifferent to emotions and anger is only the most basic quality. Since the arrival of the Fengxue Immortals, the tense atmosphere no longer exists.

Even Liu Yu and He Wangtian exchanged a few words with each other, of course they were smiling but not smiling.

"coming."

Just as he was about to lead the three of them inside to sit down, Liu Yuling felt suddenly touched, but did not turn around.

No matter it was Fengxue Shuangxian or He Wangtian, they didn't react until after taking a breath, and seemed to be aware of it and looked to the side.

"It can be seen from this that my spiritual awareness should exceed that of most Nascent Soul monks."

"After all, it is the superposition of two soul origins, and it may be comparable to the God of Transformation."

This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind, and she looked to the side with hindsight.

Generally speaking, the higher the realm, the "slower" time becomes.

The breath of the True Monarch Nascent Soul cannot be compared with the breath of the Golden Pill cultivator.

In the same way, low-level monks are the same to mortals.

In the senses of monks at different realms, "one breath" does have long and short qualities.

But for True Lord Nascent Soul, one breath is long enough and he can do too many things!

"Whoosh~"

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

A figure appeared in everyone's sight, the Qingxu Sect's "Old Taoist Yun Yi" was belatedly arriving.

This person was wearing a blue Taoist robe. I don't know if it was due to his martial arts. His skin seemed a little loose and wrinkled, and his eyes were a little cloudy. He looked like an old man.

"Sorry fellow Taoists, I'm late."

"I hope Fellow Taoist Qingyang won't take offense!"

After flying close, Yun Yi handed over his hands and first said sorry to the Fengxue Immortals 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. He was obviously arrogant and even hostile.

I don’t know if it’s because he looks down on the new Nascent Soul, or because he is an ally with the Hehuan Sect.

"On today's big day, as long as fellow Taoists can come to support me, Liu will be waiting for me at any time. How can he be dissatisfied?"

"Fellow Taoist Yun Yi is worrying too much."

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

Unlike the Hehuan Sect, the conflicts between the two parties are difficult to reconcile. Although the Qingxu Sect is somewhat hostile, it is not without room for improvement.

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

The friendliness of Zhenjun Zihong, the hostility and hatred of He Laomo, the strangeness and alienation of the Fengxue Immortals, and the slight hostility of Master Yun Yi.

After just one face-to-face meeting and a few simple exchanges, Liu Yu's attitude towards the Nascent Soul Lord of the four sects was already clear at a glance.

Seeing Liu Yu's polite response, Master Yun Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and his arrogant attitude became much more restrained.

In the final analysis, there is no deep hatred between the two parties. After all, he is also a Nascent Soul Lord, so there is no need to offend him to death.

For the sake of our allies, the most we can say is one sentence.

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

Six Nascent Soul Lords from the five sects gathered above the Yuanyang Sect's mountain gate.

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

Some people with quick thinking have realized at this moment that this meeting between the five sects Nascent Soul Lord is likely to rewrite the direction of the nearby world of immortal cultivation and redefine the pattern of the five sects!

From the position, one can already see the relationship between the five factions.

True Lord Qingyang and True Lord Zihong are closer, Old Devil Hehuan and Old Monster Yunyi are even closer, and the two fairies of Fengxue are their own faction.

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

"The spiritual wine and spiritual fruit are ready. Be sure to let Liu entertain you."

"If there are any shortcomings, we still need to look at Haihan."

After a brief greeting, Liu Yu smiled slightly.

The current relationship seems to be harmonious, but in fact there is an undercurrent, and the atmosphere is very delicate at this time.

"You can take your time to sit down."

"I heard in the early years that fellow Taoist Qingyang has great supernatural powers. Now that he has condensed his Nascent Soul and become one of my generation, how about we compare with 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 Yuanyang Sect and Hehuan Sect have long been clear to the Fengxue Immortals, Zihong Zhenjun, and Yun Yi.

Upon 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, and 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 within you, you naturally look 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 fought 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 points of light, 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 started 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. In serious cases, they may even be completely destroyed.

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.

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 the 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 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.

“Bang bang bang”

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 he only competed with 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 appeared quickly from his palms.

These wisps of black aura have substance, they 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 of them 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 remain "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 for the power of both sides' magical powers to be 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~"

The energy and blood in the limbs and bones were instantly hot and blazing, boiling to the extreme and forming traces of crimson blood that penetrated the body.

As the magic formula 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 blue light, like the bright sun shining for dozens of miles in radius.

Dark cyan mana essence and crimson qi 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 though the lower body is unusually blurry, it does not affect its unparalleled power.

"Qingyang Nebula!!"

Following Liu Yu's low drink, the cyan Yuanying's eyes widened as 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.

Looking carefully, although the facial features are still blurry, you can still vaguely see Liu Yu's appearance.

However, 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 mana essence and qi and blood essence continue to increase, Liu Yu's "nebula body" continues to grow, and his power and fluctuations are increasing.

"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.

"咻咻~"

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's expression was extremely solemn, and he did not dare 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 beam of light.

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.