Zhong Li said without changing expression, "It's for your own good! If my cultivation method and Combat Skills leak your qi before you turn five thousand, at best, you'll suffer qi deviation and lose all your cultivation. At worst, you'll explode and die without leaving even a corpse! Only after you've cultivated the method to its peak will you no longer be affected." His voice was incredibly persuasive, as though everything he said were true.
Five thousand years later.
Whenever Xiao Yan recalled what had happened on the day he took Zhong Li as his master, he gnashed his teeth in anger. Yet he could not bring himself to hate him. Without his master's supervision, how could he have attained his current cultivation and looked down upon the entire Great Thousand World? Sadly, after that parting so many years ago, there had been no further news of his master...
Back to the matter at hand.
After hearing Zhong Li's words, Xiao Yan lowered his head. He had never expected that this fantasy world would actually have cultivation methods like those in novels from his previous life—and ones far more overbearing than those methods.
After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yan came to a decision. He never wanted to be looked down on again! He never wanted to be called trash again! He wanted to become stronger, stronger than everyone else! It was only five thousand years. He could endure it...
"Master, please accept this bow from your disciple." After saying that, Xiao Yan bowed to Zhong Li once more, proving his resolve.
The Xiao Clan training ground was completely silent. Xiao Zhan silently looked up at the sky, refusing to let his manly tears fall. If he wanted grandchildren, it seemed he would have to rely on his eldest and