Without even turning around, Chen Yu could feel Wang Shanzhang's burning gaze on his back.
Chen Yu felt that if he said now, "Running around naked is good for physical and mental health," Wang Shanzhang would carry it out without hesitation and parade his little Golden Core around on the spot. He might even force everyone else to do the same; anyone who refused would definitely be a Demonic Cultivator, and then it would be "Take this, Old Wang's sword!"
Although it felt like there was nothing more to say, Chen Yu figured he could still struggle on his deathbed a little.
With his back to Old Wang, he raised a hand and said, "Old Wang, to tell you the truth, I really have no idea why this happened."
"I get it! I get it!" Wang Shanzhang said excitedly. "I heard that many great divine abilities come with a price, and different prices can be combined to produce the desired effect. Unable to speak, unable to tell, unknowable and incomprehensible—is that your price?"
"...My price was getting to know all of you!"
Wang Shanzhang's gaze drifted for a moment before he suddenly understood. "So that's it. The price is that you must transfer other people's tribulations onto yourself? Chen Yu, you actually turned yourself into a Tribulation Immortal!"
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"What is that?"
Chen Yu was completely baffled. He had no idea where this Tribulation Immortal thing had come from.
But even the Mohist before him froze for a moment, then clapped his hands. "That's it! Chen Yu, I always felt that you were a little too much of a genius. Over the past two years, you cultivated while making money, and achieved remarkable results in both. If you weren't a Tribulation Immortal, I'd have to suspect you were a Heavenly