Wang Qi and Tian Shu Lishi were assigned to the same room.
This fellow, transformed into a soapfolk, now looked utterly limp.
That did fit the impression one gave after "crippling one's own cultivation."
After crippling their cultivation, many cultivators became weak-kneed shrimps, as though their entire bodies had been drained of all strength.
In truth, this was also an effect brought about by "habit."
Unless one ravaged one's body along with crippling one's cultivation, a cultivator's body would inevitably be stronger than a mortal's. It was simply that their bodies had once been even stronger.
Now, however, the power that sustained those "powerful" qualities had vanished.
That was why they felt this sort of "weakness."
Of course, Wang Qi did not feel that way at all.
He had merely crippled the cultivation level he had fabricated as a disguise.
Just as he had previously used the "simulator" to isolate the Savior Devil King's anomalous power, this time, he separated out mana equivalent to Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, forcibly created a "spiritual power circulation hub" in his chest, rapidly inscribed spiritual correspondence within the Spiritual Power Dimension, and refined several wondrous properties into it.
Then, right before those rebels, he blew it apart.
At the time, no one had expected Wang Qi to cripple his cultivation so decisively. Even the long-haired general who had raised the matter was left dumbfounded, muttering under his breath, "I was only trying to start a conversation... I was only trying to start a conversation..."
In the end, they were invited into this room.
Of course, they had also been sent
the complete Zhen Yuan Dao.
Since Wang Qi had demonstrated such immense determination and resolve, the Rebellious, Chaotic Emperor Army naturally would not be stingy.
—Though even now, they had not figured out why