"And even so, who knows how many years it will take, ultimately it cannot truly surpass that line drawn by fate."
Ning Shuhong lowered her eyes and nodded: "Even if I sit in contemplation my entire life, I will pursue this thread of hope."
"That is certainly a desperate method, but I think there is a broader path worth trying first," Pei Ye said, "I believe that fate can be reshaped and elevated."
Ning Shuhong was stunned: "...What do you mean."
"Fellow Cultivator Ning, you have honed your sense of fate in life-and-death battles, just like polishing jade from stone. But you haven't yet carved it, what is its current shape?"
Ning Shuhong remained silent in surprise.
