A Scroll of "Mortal Transformation Leaping Dragon Gate," Forging My Resplendent Supreme Bones!

Didn't dare cultivate it?

Ji Xiu coughed twice, suddenly recalling what he had experienced at Tiger Leopard Hall.

So he cautiously asked:

"Um, Master Duan, what's our 'school' called?"

"Was Grandmaster really that incredible? Then you—"

He was definitely going to cultivate it.

With the Primordial Dao Talisman at his side, no matter how myriad the wondrous methods, so long as he was willing to work hard and put in the effort, he would surely grind them to the very end.

What myriad wondrous methods, what countless divine powers!

As long as they could be cultivated and showed a progress bar, he would cultivate every last one for Duan Chenzhou to see!

But then he looked at Duan Chenzhou's empty sleeve on one side.

Following his heart, Ji Xiu felt that some things were still better asked about.

Otherwise, if he ran into an enemy someday, with his character of "being kind to others," if he kept making friends everywhere, stringing them along with false civility while wearing a reserved, breezy smile, wouldn't that be absurd?

He should quickly dose them with potent poison, scatter lime, use hidden weapons—

Do everything he could to take them down and eliminate future trouble. Better a fellow Daoist dead than oneself dead.

Noticing Ji Xiu's gaze, Duan Chenzhou's eyes revealed a trace of reminiscence. After pondering for a moment, he chuckled.

"Your Grandmaster—no, that old bastard swindled, cheated, stole, and robbed quite a few things in his life."

"When he was still around, he still had some lingering prestige, enough to make our 'school' renowned throughout Jiangyin Prefecture."

"But now, it's all castles in the air, dream-bubbles and illusions."

"The moment he went silent in the Disbandment Grave, the sky came crashing down."

"If I hadn't been clever enough to hide his sole