At that moment, among everyone gathered there...
Only Li Yingling and Chen Baiqing knew what was going on, and both cast pitying looks his way.
As though today would be the anniversary of Cui Hao's death.
When Li Yingling and Yuankong had tested pills before, Lin Luoyu and Cui Hao had yet to join the sect.
When Yuankong had gone back to absorb the Śarīra, it had also coincided with the disciple recruitment ceremony.
The pill testing had thus been put on hold.
Ning Qianqian had heard the commotion, but she had always adhered to the principle of not listening too much, not asking too much, and not looking too much.
All she knew was that those two had seemed rather miserable during that period, with bloodcurdling cries ringing out from time to time.
But Ning Qianqian truly had no idea what had happened, so she, too, looked at Cui Hao with some bewilderment.
Li Yingling had always been excellent at keeping her master's dark history secret, making a point of being his thoughtful little quilted jacket.
Lin Luoyu looked at Cui Hao, rather at a loss.
Although Cui Hao's body had been immobilized, he could still speak. His voice carried a slightly tragic resolve:
"Master! I think the greatest taboo in cultivation is chasing quick success and immediate gains!"
Chu Xingchen sneered and slowly walked over.
"That's something for after Foundation Establishment. As you are now, you don't deserve to say that yet."
"Master! I think cultivation also requires the right state of mind."
"Your state of mind has nothing to do with a Qi Refining small fry like you, either!"
At those words, Cui Hao finally lost his composure.
"Master! I'm begging you! Just let me cultivate on my own!"
Hearing this, Chu Xingchen released the immobilization technique