"Back in my days of destitution, someone gave me ten spirit stones, and I was willing to kill for them. At that time, my life was worth ten spirit stones."
When I was humiliated and desperate, I secretly swore to the heavens that I would sell my soul to whoever could give me power.
To break through the Foundation Establishment, I practiced Demonic Cultivation Method, stained my hands with blood, and lived like a wild man.
But I have never regretted it.
Nowadays, my master has granted me strength and made me a Golden Core Cultivator. All he wants is to control my life and take my Natural Law Spiritual Qi.
What do I have to complain about?
But I am a demonic cultivator after all."
Fei Yi's eyes turned cold, and he raised his head, looking straight ahead, firming his inner conviction.
"Master, your first lesson to me was about the selfish nature of demons, so I won't thank you. I will just silently work hard in my cultivation until the day I have enough strength to betray you."
