For Ye Shiyuan, this half month of cultivation had been endless torment.
He had never imagined that cultivation could be such a painful process.
Dongfang Zhenzhi who had accompanied him for the entire half month at his side ooked at Ye Shiyuan and said, "Congratulations."
"Thank you."
"Compared to when you first arrived, you have matured a lot. The fact that you cultivated here for half a month means that in this world, there is nothing left that is worthy of your fear."
Ye Shiyuan lowered his head and looked at his own hands as he listened to Dongfang Zhenzhi's words.
"I don't think so."
"Hm?"
"Everyone has weaknesses. Precisely because people are human, it is normal for them to have weaknesses. But you are not human, you are a demon… you can exist without weaknesses."
The former Demon Lord Dongfang Zhenzhi somehow felt that the words Ye Shiyuan had spoken were actually insulting him.
"What do you mean by that? Explain it clearly."
