My Patience is Limited

Star Mystic Immortal Venerable burst into hearty laughter.

"Good! What a fine display of openhearted honesty, of staying true to oneself!"

"Of the more than three hundred people present, only you wrote your answer the fastest and without the slightest hesitation. It shows that your Dao heart is pure, that you act as you think, unbound by worldly etiquette and convention!"

The surrounding elders were initially stunned, but they quickly caught on and began echoing him.

"The Sect Master is absolutely right! This boy's Dao heart is resolute. He is excellent material for cultivating immortality and pursuing the Dao!"

"He is more than a hundred times better than those hypocrites who put on such affected airs!"

Star Mystic Immortal Venerable looked at Chu Sheng and continued questioning him.

"I ask you, for the first question: that person once showed you kindness, yet you insist on killing him. Aren't you afraid that the world will condemn you as ungrateful and cold-blooded?"

Chu Sheng raised his eyes, his tone calm.

"His kindness toward me is his business. His harming the world means he should be killed—that is my business. What do the two have to do with each other?"

Star Mystic Immortal Venerable asked again, "Then the second question: the sect is willing to sacrifice you alone in exchange for the salvation of the entire sect. Why did you write only one word: kill?"

"Obviously, I'd kill everyone who wants to sacrifice me. What's the point of keeping such a trash sect around?"

The moment those words came out, the surrounding cultivators erupted into another uproar. Even the elders who had been chiming in froze where they stood.

The corner of Star Mystic Immortal Venerable's mouth twitched. He forced himself to continue asking.

"And the third question? The lives of mortals