Chapter 214 (2/2)

Compared to the two of them, Fang Xingjian felt even more complicated in regards to his smile.

How long had it been since he last felt happiness and bliss? The purple flames had took away his kinship, love and friendship, so he should not have any feelings for any other people. However…

‘Humans have many emotions like those mentioned in the seven deadly sins, which are pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony and lust.

‘If my kinship, love and friendship have all been taken away from me, but pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony and lust still remain…

‘Then could it be that I can still feel gluttony?’

Fang Xingjian thought back carefully about the things that had happened in the past one and a half years. He had noticed increasingly that each time he ate something good, his feelings did turn for the better by a little bit. Moreover, it was true that he was placing more and more emphasis on his food.

At first, he thought that this was just a habit left behind from having great meals and delicacies every day. However, thinking about it now, he felt increasingly that there was more to it than that.

‘I’ve truly developed an increased liking to good food… Moreover, good food can let me feel a hint of… happiness?’

Fang Xingjian then thought, if he could still feel gluttony, then what about lust?

However, having stayed in Miracle World for one and a half years, he had not felt anything for any females.

‘That’s not right. I have no feelings in terms of love, but if it’s actual lust…’

Pure lust naturally did not take into consideration of one’s feelings. It was just a straightforward act.

Lilia’s and Rota’s images suddenly appeared in Fang Xingjian’s mind. He shook his head furiously and dismissed those distracting thoughts as he headed for his room. Then he started cultivating while seated on his bed.

Cultivating had long since become a part of his life.

A cloud of silver-colored fog exuding a faint white light was circulating around Fang Xingjian’s hands. With each tremor, Fang Xingjian’s cultivation in the Ether Divine Art would increase slightly.

Deep in the night in another room, Shadow Death God Anderson’s hands were pressed down onto the ground as all surfaces, including the ground, walls and furnitures, were covered up by a layer of shadow. These shadows continued to jump around endlessly, looking as if they all breathed and had heartbeats of their own.

Geniuses were not created from mere talk. Since three years ago, Anderson no longer slept and cultivation had become his instinct.

In a corner of the room, a female Knight was looking at this terrifying scene with a gloomy face. She wanted to scream but did not dare to do so. This female Knight was Anderson’s room mate.

As if finding the female Knight a bother, Anderson opened his eyes, glared at her and said. “Go sleep in the corridors. Don’t be bothering me here.”

The female Knight left quickly as though her life had been spared.

In another room, Hoult got up gradually from his bed, then casually took a white bedsheet to wrap his naked body.

Looking at the other two soft and tender bodies on the bed, he smiled slightly. He then walked toward the windows and looked to the moon.

“The weather tomorrow should be good.”

The night passed by. Not many Knights were truly able to sleep on this night. Most of them were either doing their final cultivating efforts, nurturing their mental spirits, or were too excited and nervous.

However, the night still passed by eventually. Everyone welcome the second stage in the Regional Selection, ‘Contention for the Top Tier’.