"Accept your fate. You have no hope left!"
The words Zhou Suanni and the old farmer had spoken were increasingly proven true over time.
After some more time passed, Five Elders Manor and Xuantian Wankus Mountain also sent people one after another, demanding all manner of things from the old farmer and the firewood knife.
More than half of the old farmer's Source of Golden Body was extracted, while the firewood knife was smelted and drilled into day after day. All sorts of strange Golden Immortal Path methods examined him inside and out, even...
Xuantian Wankus Mountain activated the Great Void Hand and forcibly made him burn through his lifespan, observing every detail of the changes in his shell.
After being tossed about like this again and again, the old farmer visibly weakened. He did not even need to pretend anymore.
"Dijing truly deserves to be the center of the Fifty Provinces. There are simply too many capable people here."
"I once rampaged through the three northwestern provinces, slaughtering as I pleased. Even grandmasters were beneath my notice. I thought that even if I barged into Dijing, I could still turn heaven and earth upside down and make those old Sealed Lords tremble at the mere mention of my name."
The old farmer coughed twice and said weakly, "Yet once I arrived in Dijing, I became a prisoner beneath the steps."
"Whether you are pretending or accepting your fate, nothing you say or do will change your future in the slightest!"
Zhou Suanni said coolly, "You do not have even the slightest chance of turning the tables!"
"There is no need to doubt that. I am merely curious what you are waiting for."
The old farmer asked curiously, "You did not make a move before because you suspected I had