Now he regretted it; if he had learned some skill in his past life, he would have brought revolution to this world by now.
Alas, entertainment, complaining, cursing, crying that his pathetic life was?
He shook his thoughts. It was all past…let's focus on the present.
Looks like a big ploy playing on here, but nothing to do with him; he is a lone ant right now; let's not pry on bees.
He was more interested in knowing that after entering the inner sect, what benefits are they getting? Probably better higher-grade techniques, but what sect is gaining by sharing them?
Free soldiers? But are they not afraid people would betray them later? What way do they use to stop betrayal? Please, no secret slave seals hidden in the cultivation techniques. That would be intimate for him. "Sigh" Why is he always thinking the worst?
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One by one, the line was shortened; soon, it was his turn.
Just like every time he stepped on the stage, with many gazes on him, he felt a little stiff.
