Chapter 460

At night, the Electronic Clock showed the time—[20:01:22].

The still-warm Apprentice Knight Ointment sat all by itself on the coffee table.

"Whew."

He Zhao let out a soft breath, took the Kapala Spirit Bone Prayer Beads out from under his lapel, and spoke with incomparable familiarity.

"Please raise my Eye Seal of Sorrowful Birth to the highest level you can—"

Before he could say the word "limit," a cracking sound rang beside his ear.

Crack!

The white spirit-bone prayer beads carved with Sanskrit instantly shattered into Bone Ash, scattering to the floor with the evening breeze.

Oh, damn?

You were actually answering before I finished now!

"Buzz—"

A strange, wondrous force descended, and countless pieces of information were forcibly poured into his brain.

All the precautions related to the Eye Seal of Sorrowful Birth, along with Proficiency from who knew how many rounds of cultivation, surged in an instant to the ceiling of his talent.

"Feels good."

Although his head felt a little swollen, the feeling of not needing bitter cultivation and being able to settle everything just by opening his mouth was truly addictive.

"Sigh."

He sighed. Personally, his desire to obtain the remaining Kapala Spirit Bone Prayer Beads was growing stronger and stronger.

"Two. Three..."

Without new spirit-bone prayer beads, he could only be a Shami for the rest of his life.

Of course, his physical body was several times stronger than a Bhikshu's, and the mudras he mastered could even rival a Bhikshu's, or even surpass one. But in essence, there was an enormous gulf between the two.

"I'll leave that aside for now. The urgent thing is to fleece my dear Teacher Don down to the scalp. Once he can't come up with any fresh mudras, hehe. After that, I'll do my best to push my