Sun Wudao was so flustered that he couldn't sleep and gave Wu Yu a long lecture on dao. 

He didn't seem to have any connections to the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal; he was more like an ordinary and typical old man. 

Tonight, he tried to convince Wu Yu to let go for a long time. Immediately after, he even threw away all tools that could be used for committing suicide so Wu Yu couldn't have access to them. 

"You are really lucky to have been brought to the immortal sect. Although the Spirit Severing Powder has destroyed your foundation, it won't be an issue for you to live to 70 or 80 on this mountain, even if you don't cultivate. Don't take things too hard. Many nobles and officials don't even have the opportunity to be a servant here despite wanting to." 

"Uncle Sun, I understand. There won't be a second time." Tears were welling in his eyes. Seeing this old man getting worried for him once again, this was a long lost feeling. 

"I was a little too impatient and that was too risky. There's only a day difference now. As long as I have the Jingu Bang, I can slowly try to decipher...