When someone had been suppressed for too long, they would either erupt or never dare resist again.
She had originally resigned herself to her fate, but under Old Poison Ghost's increasingly terrifying gaze, she still erupted and chose to fight for her life.
"Where exactly did you get the Cultivation Techniques you're practicing?"
"This technique clearly has a problem. The more you practice it, the more irritable you become. In the end, you might even lose your mind and turn into a killing machine."
444 finally understood why, when it first met its host, it had been viciously throttled.
It guessed that it also had something to do with its host practicing this technique.
"Actually, I don't really remember. I think I found it under the shelf where Old Poison Ghost kept his miscellaneous things. At the time, it seemed to be used to prop up one of the shelf's legs."
Su Qiao tossed her long ponytail behind her, got out of bed, and once again carried the small Back Basket toward the wooden shelf.
She had to leave as soon as it got dark, so she needed to pick out some medicinal herbs she might need later while she still had the chance.
"Are you going to switch to another Cultivation Technique, or keep practicing this one?"
"I'll keep practicing it!"
Because Old Poison Ghost only loved researching all kinds of poisons, the shelves were basically filled with poisonous medicines. Medicines for treating injuries were extremely scarce.
After searching for a long while, Su Qiao only found some poisonous medicines that might come in handy.
"I spent seven or eight years reaching the eighth level. If I start practicing something else, those first seven or eight years will all have been wasted."
"Besides, I've already modified this Cultivation Technique.