Chapter 72: Chapter Sixty-Eight: Secret Arts Pavilion

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“So, you’d rather be beaten for five years than use a star gem to aid your cultivation?”

In the midst of the little boy’s most despairing screams, Tang Luo’s voice seemed unaffected, like a voiceover entering his ears.

Drowning in sorrow, the little boy subconsciously replied: “But if I take the star gem to cultivate, what about my brother? Wahhhhhh-”

The crying suddenly ceased.

Realizing he had spoken his inner thoughts, the little boy, with a tear-blurred face, sobbed: “I, I, I,”

Before the boy could say more, his face was covered with a white handkerchief, and Tang Luo could only feel a surge of emotion in his chest.

He had thought the boy might fear using the star gem due to potential side effects, or perhaps he was afraid of taking it for cultivation for fear of losing his spiritual power like Tang Luo did.

But he had never thought that the reason the boy decided to give up the star gem was because he felt that if he took it for cultivation, his brother would not be able to use it.

What a foolish brother, why is he so endearing!

Tang Luo briskly wiped the little boy’s face clean with the handkerchief, then handed it to him.

The little boy, whose face was rubbed till it was red, took the handkerchief and forcefully blew his nose. He tried to return the handkerchief to Tang Luo, but seeing his brother’s distasteful look, he had to clutch it.

Feel free to use it for cultivation, I don’t need it anymore,” Tang Luo said coldly, maintaining his big brother’s authority despite being moved.

“But, brother, don’t you need the star gem to help you recover your spiritual power more than I do?” The little boy asked, puzzled.

the head, nearly

just do it. All this talk… I’m a prodigy, I can cultivate twice as fast as you without the star gem,

his aching head, said in a wronged voice: “Oh, I

Luo pointed to the

stretched out his hand hesitantly to pick up the star gem, then

shook his head and suddenly stood

don’t lose it. No second one will be given to

who thought that Tang Luo had stood up to hit him, held the star gem tightly with his eyes closed. Hearing these words,

of the little guy with the

little gain, an increase of 1.2 spiritual power per day doesn’t make much

boy’s realm will rise too quickly and his martial skills will not keep

talent, the next legend of Xiling will soon

window. He felt just right with the gentle wind and the not burning sunlight, his mood was

he squinted his

March, the

the Martial Hall quite well since he wandered around a bit after resigning from his teaching position. He wondered why he

at all, but instead was located one level below the scripture

depth of its foundation, the location

through a long, dark corridor to this underground chamber, as bright as day thanks to

forced Tang Luo, who had grown accustomed to the darkness, to squint his eyes. It took him quite a while to adjust to the

in long robes were seated in the center of the palace,

Tang Luo strode to the seat and

came from the white-haired old man

the opportunity to examine the

elder seated in the middle was Tang Hongtao, the Elder of the Secret Arts Pavilion. His spiritual power had reached 70585

belonged to the Fierce Realm, all the rest were peak

of the Secret Arts Pavilion, they were observing him as well, their gazes,

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