Yuankong looked utterly helpless.
Circumstances were stronger than he was. Being subjected to one less round of torment in a day was always a good thing.
That stuff really wasn't fit for human consumption.
How on earth had those pills been refined?
Yuankong really wanted to ask: with the results turning out like this, couldn't he just give up?
Couldn't he try a different path? Did he have to keep butting his head against pill refining?
But one look at the calm smile on Chu Xingchen's face, and he didn't dare say it aloud.
Besides, when it came to Chu Xingchen, Yuankong really had no confidence. He genuinely had no idea whether Chu Xingchen truly didn't care about this young woman.
In any case, Yuankong didn't dare gamble anymore. One less pill to swallow was a measure of salvation on life's road.
With Li Zi's situation settled, Chu Xingchen had one less matter he didn't know quite how to handle.
Li Xingtian's account of Li Zi had been far too brief, and Chu Xingchen didn't know what his second disciple was thinking.
Before leaving Central Province, Chu Xingchen had even made a cursory search for Li Zi's younger brother in the town in Sunset Valley.
But he had found nothing. The boy was probably stone-cold dead.
In short, Chu Xingchen had done everything he could for his disciple as his master.
As for his second disciple's tangled loves and hatreds, his second disciple would have to sort those out himself.
His master couldn't double as some relationship counselor.
Chu Xingchen turned an unhurried gaze toward Yuankong and said:
"What's going on with this appearance of yours? Did you evolve successfully?"
Yuankong rubbed his face and heaved a deep sigh, looking helpless as he said:
"The abbot said it succeeded. He