Next, Tabler diligently cultivated and practiced the "Purple Eye Illusion Pupil" technique.
He repeated it several times, trying to find some reasonably sound evidence from this "Heavenly Human Scenery" secret art, which had cost him dearly, to prove that it still had some value.
Tabler believed he was practicing ten times more seriously than usual. When service staff came to notify him of something midway through, he furiously cursed them out.
He tried again and again, but how could this compare to the game Star Road? After all that effort, he did not even receive a proficiency increase notification. The cultivation experience offered almost no feedback, torturing him to the point of madness.
Only then did Tabler sorrowfully realize that he no longer had the patience for cultivation. Perhaps because of that, he had lost even the most basic ability to judge things.
So those people had no psychological burden whatsoever when it came to deceiving a fool like him, someone with no future left?
So this method that had delayed his original cultivation was truly just a joke? An important part of the grand joke that was him?
Thinking of the price he had paid and the time he had spent to obtain the "Purple Eye Illusion Pupil" secret art, every nerve in Tabler's face seemed to twitch.
He could no longer sit still. He paced furious circles through the luxurious cabin, and for several moments, he even wanted to dig out his own eyes, using an extreme act to vent the poisonous fire raging in his heart.
Naturally, he would not harm himself. He merely smashed the furnishings in the cabin, reducing everything before his eyes to rubble.
Even though he was a VIP customer of the shipping company, such extreme behavior forced them to brace themselves and