I should be happy.

I've become stronger, and I'm one step closer to killing that old Taoist!

But I don't know why, I'm starting to feel uneasy, starting to feel restless...

Because I saw it, my eyes saw it!

It's a world with even stronger individuals!

Whether it's me or the old Taoist, compared to them, our cultivation is nothing but ants.

In their eyes, we are nothing more than lowly creatures like pigs and dogs.

For me, the transformation I underwent is just a small step in their eyes.

I'm not proud because I've become stronger; instead, I'm even more afraid.

It's not enough! Far from enough!

I must continue to cultivate, continue to battle, and constantly prove myself with human lives as sacrifices!

The ones I initially used

were the disciples at the entrance.

Those two Taoist boys who were responsible for my daily needs.

When they saw their corpses and my ferocious expression, the old Taoist smiled kindly.

"You killed them well! You killed them well!"

"These two useless things should have died long ago!"

"I will get you new ones, better ones!"