"This is just the beginning; the road to immortal cultivation is long and fraught with peril. To achieve immortality, only one or two emerge every ten thousand years. Whose path isn't paved with countless bones? So many prodigies have fallen along this path."
Wang Chen, in a voice beyond his years, spoke with authority, and then said, "Compared to this, the competitive examination is nothing. Only a few disciples die each time. Without the threat of life and death, they're all becoming sheep. In recent years, many Elders have proposed sending more disciples to life-and-death trials to unleash their potential."
Chen Mo: "..."
"Junior Brother Chen, don't be afraid. My aunt told me to take good care of you," Wang Chen said.
Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, Are you sure Sister Yiren told you to protect me, and not the other way around?
However, Chen Mo didn't argue with Wang Chen over this.
After another quarter of an hour.
