"No!"
"My cultivation!"
"Why is this happening?"
"Wasn't my talent supposed to recover? Why has my cultivation dropped instead? Why?"
"Dou Qi Stage One-I probably couldn't even beat an old sow!"
Xiao Yan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, rage assailing his heart. His teeth bit hard into his tongue, and blood kept trickling from the corners of his mouth!
At this moment, he was utterly desperate!
Over the past three years, his cultivation had kept declining, and now it had plunged to rock bottom!
Dou Qi Stage One! What could he do with that little cultivation? Even the weakest person in the Xiao Clan was at Dou Qi Stage One.
How would the clan members mock him at the next clan assessment?
He would become the laughingstock of the entire Jia Ma Empire!
At that thought, Xiao Yan could not help spitting out several more mouthfuls of blood, his figure looking even more desolate.
He had swallowed that pill, which had brought him such unbearable shame, because he had thought he could rise again. Yet now, all his earlier dreams had dissolved into illusions.
"That son of a bitch Xu Ran! You screwed me over! You've gone too far!"
"You son of a bitch, didn't you say that pill would help restore my cultivation? You shameless liar!"
"I'm a transmigrator! How can I suffer such monstrous humiliation? One day I'll rise again, and then I'll teach you how to behave!"
Xiao Yan threw back his head and roared in fury, tears spilling from the corners of his eyes.
He had been wronged so terribly.
On this continent, strength mattered most. When his talent had disappeared, everyone had looked down on him, and now his cultivation had fallen to the absolute lowest level.
With cultivation this low, which Xiao