"Master, how big should it be?" a disciple asked.
"The bigger, the better," Qu Shanling replied.
"Oh, understood." Both disciples answered, quickly walking out of the courtyard.
When the two disciples returned to the courtyard, each carrying a whole roasted pig, Qu Shanling's second set of Hand Formations had just reached a critical moment.
His body trembled, his jaws clenched tightly, and though his hands were empty, they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
"We're almost there," Mu Hanyan said, full of anticipation and excitement. This part of the Hand Formation was even more exquisite. Combined with the Heavenly Heart Technique, the cultivation effect would definitely be better.
"Let it... succeed!" Qu Shanling's chest heaved rapidly, and he forced the word "succeed" through his gritted teeth, his fingers shifting, finally executing the Hand Formation.
And in that moment, all of his spirit was expended, causing him to collapse to the ground like a heap of mud.
