Hu Lao San opened his mouth, staring at Fang Yuan's stiff back, but in the end, it turned into a sigh. He silently lowered his head.
Though he was a First-grade Martial Artist, he too had followed a wild path. Before drawing Qi back then, he had only stumbled upon a stroke of fortune.
He had obtained nothing but an incomplete Cultivation Method and practiced it single-mindedly. Perhaps he had considered cultivating two methods at once, but his energy had truly been insufficient, so he gave up.
Unexpectedly, that decision had saved his life. A lingering fear rose faintly within him.
Today was also the first time he had heard these secrets concerning the purity of Cultivation Methods.
At this moment, aside from feeling sorry for Fang Yuan, he could not help but feel a trace of relieved fear in his heart.
Fang Yuan's expression turned incomparably ugly, his fingers unconsciously clenching.
The path of Martial Dao... was it ending just like that? This strength of his, far beyond that of ordinary people, had actually been tearing down his own Great Wall?
A cold, sluggish sensation clogged his chest, making even breathing difficult.
He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his surging emotions. His voice carried a faint dryness that was hard to detect.
"May I ask, Miss... is there a solution?"
Qin Yue had already leaned back against her chair, returning to that indifferent, distant manner.
Hearing this, she merely lifted her eyelids lazily, a faintly mocking curve appearing at the corner of her lips.
"A solution? Of course there is. There are countless rare treasures in this world, and there are always a few Precious Medicines capable of Bone Marrow Cleansing.
"They can forcibly dissolve the chaotic qi and blood throughout your body, like emptying out a