"Absurd, naïve, indeed none but a milk-nosed brat, those common folk are not of the same world as us. From the moment your Spirit Root first awakened, you were destined to be a cultivator. The civilians' contentedness in their peaceful lives is not our pursuit."
"But I only wish for peace in the world."
Chen Ziyi listened and was startled, then he sighed, "There were those who thought the same, but their ends were quite tragic." Looking into Chu Yi's eyes, he said each word deliberately, "But..."
"Spare your words. You should cultivate diligently. I will teach you several lethal techniques in the coming days. Here is a bag of Spirit Stones for you to use wisely. One month from now, follow me and leave this place."
Having said that, Chen Ziyi tossed a small heavy bag of Spirit Stones to Chu Yi, then left the room without looking back.
He examined the quality of these Spirit Stones and let out a meaningful chuckle. Too inferior!
He truly had no regard for them!
