Everyone was surprised, and they gazed at Senior White with doubtful expressions.

No one spoke with disapproval again, and all of them watched coldly from the sidelines. They seemed as if they intend to continue watching to see if this foul-mouthed old bird was really erudite and capable of answering all their questions.

Senior White grew even more complacent upon noticing this, and it raised its chest and revealed a supremely arrogant bearing as it said, “See, your ancestor, I, discerned with a single glance that your soul was injured. Could it be that I still aren’t qualified to provide you with guidance?”

The man in beast skin had a surprised and indeterminate expression, and then he grunted coldly after a short while. “Then tell me…what sort of technique can repair these injuries of mine?”

Senior White spoke with disdain. “What’s so difficult about that? Your ancestor, I, has at least 16 different methods to deal with this problem for you. But….”

When it spoke up to here, it suddenly shut its mouth, and then its eyeballs spun as it started pondering deeply.

“But what?” The man couldn’t refrain from asking this question.

“Hmph! It looks to me like this fellow is putting on an act.”

“If you know the answer, then quickly speak of it so as to avoid us looking down upon you.”

The cultivators in the vicinity frowned, and they tried to goad Senior White...