Lin Shiming was utterly horrified at this moment, his mind a complete mess.
The San Ye Hermit's gaze was piercing, a profound and mysterious Purple Mansion aura emerged unintentionally.
It was like ten great mountains pressing down upon him.
Continuously assaulting his inner defenses.
Under such an aura, his breathing quickened, and a flush appeared on his face.
He was certain that if his answer carried even a hint of doubt or any other emotion, the San Ye Hermit would definitely take action against him, if not soul searching, then using an Inquiry Spirit Talisman.
Even more so!
Even if his answer was perfect, there was still a possibility that the San Ye Hermit would hold him back.
Cultivators seek the truth of the Great Dao and often stop at nothing; a Purple Mansion cultivator like the San Ye Hermit would care even less about what a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Lin Shiming thought or resented.
