Chapter Sixty-Eight: Secret Arts Pavilion

"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.