But Qin Yu didn’t think this process was dry or boring at all. If it weren’t for him running out of Demon Body Tempering Pills, he would even want to stay in this training room forever. What nonsense. This extremely comfortable state where he felt himself growing stronger continuously was something all cultivators longed for in their dreams. How could anyone dare to say it was boring? Even if a person were to complain just the tiniest bit, if he went out into the streets he would definitely be chopped to pieces by an angry mob!

Without Demon Body Tempering Pills, his cultivation was forced to come to a pause. This was like a person cozily lazing around in bed and then suddenly being called away because an accident occurred…cough cough, this analogy might not be exactly appropriate, but the approximate meaning was there. Thus, when Qin Yu left the training room, his complexion was ugly to look at, as if there was a hidden bitterness beneath the surface.

Wang Chao’s mind was shaken. He thought, could this be some aftereffect left behind by the pill toxins? The Lord Commander was fine before, so how did he end up with such a distressed and ill-tempered appearance? He hesitated again and again before finally deciding not to approach Qin Yu. After bowing from afar, he led everyone else away.

Luckily, Qin Yu’s mood was soon...