Even now, a saying had spread throughout the Inner Sect.
No one genuinely wanted the best for their fellow disciples, except Ying Huaixu.
Because Ying Huaixu really was good to them.
He had truly tried every possible means to help his fellow disciples improve their cultivation as quickly as possible.
He even kept going out to help them hunt wild beasts, without taking a single coin afterward.
All so his fellow disciples could have a slightly better life.
He had also created an Illusory Dream Trial for the sect.
Although that thing was torturous, they had to admit that those ferocious beasts really existed outside the illusions.
If they could defeat the monsters in the illusions, they could certainly become formidable figures when they traveled through the Hongmeng World in the future.
And their sect would have many such powerhouses in the future.
So, although they said Ying Huaixu didn't seem like a good person, he had been contributing to the sect all along.
Zhuang Mu spoke up then.
"So, let's trust Ying Huaixu. Perhaps he really does have a deeper purpose in doing this!"
Zhuang Mu rubbed his brow.
Yesterday, he had secretly gone to the Illusory Dream Trial again.
Ying Huaixu had thrashed him so badly that he wanted to cough up blood.
In the end, he had even secretly asked the Tree Spirit to weaken Ying Huaixu's ability to apply frost marks.
But even without his frost mark ability, Zhuang Mu still couldn't beat Ying Huaixu.
It was utterly absurd!
Zhuang Mu was actually very curious now. How had Lü Qingyi and He Xixiang cleared it?
After all, they couldn't have left dream projections without clearing it.
But he was too embarrassed to ask.
He had simply spent the entire night getting killed by Ying Huaixu until