Whenever he encountered a Resentment Aggregate along the way, he slew it on the spot.
These little fellows really were picky, terribly fussy eaters. They only devoured pure resentful qi and showed not the slightest interest in the resentment clinging to the Resentment Aggregates.
He had spoiled their appetites himself.
Daochen felt as though he had lifted a rock only to smash his own foot.
But without doing so, he probably could never have coaxed them into coming with him.
Still, if they only ate crystal cores, they did not seem to be of much use.
Surely he could not keep a whole bunch of gluttons.
Useless ones at that.
Just then, the little fellows on Daochen's arm seemed to sense his complaints. They rushed out madly and began attacking a Resentment Aggregate.
In just a few swift moves, they sucked all the resentment from its body, leaving none of the resentful qi in its crystal core either.
Clearly, their attacks were powerful, and they were quite aggressive too.
It was just that, unless special circumstances arose-or when their bellies were full-they were unwilling to act themselves.
After proving themselves before Daochen,
the little fellows returned to their lazy ways.
They continued lying motionless on his arm, truly treating it as their home.
Daochen continued onward at great speed. Following the traces left by the Resentment Aggregates, he never stopped along the way.
He had no idea how long he had traveled and felt he had lost all sense of time. All he knew was that, one day, the little fellows on his arm suddenly stirred.
They tugged frantically at Daochen, trying to pull him away.
It was as though they had encountered their natural enemy.
Daochen instantly felt that he must have reached his destination.
Seeing that their efforts