embled a stream of water, writhing in Qin Sang's palm. From time to time, it flashed with streaks of dazzling lightning, revealing its jagged edges.Meanwhile, Qin Sang noticed that the slovenly Taoist..., my parents and relatives are already dead, and I have no one left... I would rather die on the path of cultivation than regret it!">Faced with Shi Jian's resolute gaze, Qin Sang sighed wistfully.Shi...