Sorry, Director, He'd Probably Built Up a Resistance

Back Mountain.

Body cultivation had suddenly become popular for some reason.

It was strange.

Not only did the other watching disciples find it strange—even Yi Changge was a little puzzled.

Had I started a body-cultivation craze?

See? Just as I said, real men should cultivate their bodies!

Yi Changge's muscles rippled as he watched the disciples ramming themselves into trees, his face full of gratification.

Keep it up.

Once your realms were high enough, he would teach you an advanced method.

Thinking of the electricity he had touched that day, he had to admit that it had felt pretty good—he had just been unconscious for a bit too long.

The atmosphere of cultivation on this side of the back mountain was intense.

On the other side, Lin Hao encountered another side quest.

Just yesterday, he had entered this small mountain village.

But the people in the village were strange.

They seemed to dislike outsiders.

Whenever they saw Lin Hao, they would avoid him. When they saw him walking through the village, they would actually go straight home and shut their doors.

Lin Hao did not think he looked that ugly. At the very least, he should not have been frightening people away like this.

Could it be that other cultivators had bullied them?

So they ran whenever they saw outsiders?

Sitting on a rock at the village entrance, Lin Hao sank into thought.

It was only noon, yet the entire village had emptied out. It was truly strange.

Gu Yuan appeared beside Lin Hao and glanced toward the village. There were all sorts of equipment around, though he had no idea what they were for.

The production crew was always coming up with fancy tricks.

As the sun set in the west, the sky gradually darkened.

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