As day after day and year after year passed, the new True Pill Old Ancestor discovered that something was wrong.
Every day, he had to think about how to increase the concentration of spiritual energy and how to improve its quality.
He also had to establish schools. It was simply exhausting beyond measure.
"Damn it, how did I end up as a laborer?"
The new True Pill Old Ancestor, the clever man Cangdi Zhenjun, worked painstakingly and schemed tirelessly.
Yet after becoming a True Pill cultivator, he had to stay busy patching loopholes.
He constantly worried that there would not be enough spiritual energy.
His life was even harder than before! And he could not act freely, much less vent his frustrations by teaching others a lesson.
Because whenever he acted, the cultivation within his body dissipated even faster.
After all that, he had become the first True Pill cultivator who could not fight!
"Damn it, this isn't right!"
"This has truly ruined me!"
"Why can they live so freely while I have to suffer like this?"
"This is unfair, unfair! You Dark Heaven, you muddled heaven!" Cangdi Zhenjun said viciously.
After all his hard work, he had merely made a wedding dress for heaven and earth.
The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to weep bitter tears.
Why had it turned out this way?
No matter what, he could not accept this outcome.
This outcome was far too tragic for him.
He had schemed in every possible way, but soon, he suddenly understood.
It had something to do with that guy! He immediately went to find Wenren Sheng.
Only to discover that the man had vanished.
His heart sank at once, and an inexplicable suspicion arose.
I'll destroy this heaven and earth! He began to mobilize