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Because of Angelica's insistent demands, Qin Chu rarely had a few days of leisure.
His body may have been at rest, but his mind was not.
The soul of the Pride Witch was recovering inside his own body, wrapped within the Little Tree Seedling, while her corpse was preserved in ice within his storage ring.
But the words of the Pride Witch kept echoing in Qin Chu's ears.
The shackles of destiny?
This was not the first time Qin Chu had heard of destiny.
Jie Luo's Soul Fragments also frequently mentioned destiny, and the Goddess of Destiny's name appeared in the proverbs left to Phil by the Fire God's soul.
This mysterious Goddess seemed to have arranged everything, weaving the destinies of everyone.
Destiny, invisible and intangible, yet like an unseen thread, it runs through all things.
Qin Chu could be certain that traces of destiny were entangled around him as well...
Destiny, the remnants of the Evil God, Divine Authority...
Pride, Gluttony, Fury, Lust, Greed...
