723: C723 No Problem

C723 No Problem

"What method?"

Zhao Yu looked at him doubtfully.

Everyone in the world knew that those who were born with Wasted Cultivator were basically hopeless.

Even the powerful cultivator was helpless when he came over.

Although he wasn't valued by the royal family, he was still a prince.

No matter what the royal family wanted, even if it was for their own sake, they had still sent many experts to show him.

However, they were all useless. After so many years, he was just a cripple and still could not gather true qi.

For so many years, he had already given up a little in the morning.

Because no matter how many experts there were in this world, no one would be able to deal with a Wasted Cultivator like him.

Moreover, there had never been anyone in this world who could repair and cultivate a natural Wasted Cultivator.

However, this white-clothed Daoist in front of him, whom he had never seen before, actually told him that there was a house there.

The first thing he felt was disbelief.

He thought that this White-robed Daoist was lying to him.

But on second thought, what else was there on him that was worth lying to?

Apart from the fact that he was now a prince with a prestigious status, what other valuable things did he have that was worth being lied to by this cultivator?

Perhaps all these things that he had on him were not worth cultivator's attention.

There really wasn't anything that could make a cripple like him spend so much effort to deceive him.

Therefore, in his heart that had been abandoned for a long time, a thought appeared once again.

If this White-robed Daoist didn't lie to him, he really had a way to solve these problems.

If that was the case, wouldn't he become the high and mighty cultivator?

At least, he would be able to obtain a certain status in the royal family.

At least, he wouldn't be disdained by those who had lower status than him.

However, he thought about it again. What if this white-haired man was just toying with him?

After all, this world was huge. There had never been a thing that a person with a natural Wasted Cultivator could cultivate in.

Such a thing was something that those who stood at the peak of this world couldn't do. However, this young man, White-robed Daoist, had a way to cure the natural Wasted Cultivator.

Judging from his age, this White-robed Daoist wasn't a powerful person.

After all, those who stood at the peak of this world were all extremely old.

There had never been such a young face before.

Even though in this world, the fist was the size, one's age could still tell whether other people's strength was powerful or not.

After all, which one of those experts wasn't dying of old age, and there had never been such a young person who became an expert.

Hence, after stretching out that bit of hope in his heart, it was extinguished in the blink of an eye.0

He thought that this White-robed Daoist in front of him was just making fun of him.

Although he didn't have anything on him that was worth his greed, he just wanted to make fun of him. He didn't need to think about getting anything.

"Little Daoist must be joking. The world is so big. No one has ever heard of anyone who has a natural Wasted Cultivator that can cultivate!"

Zhao Yu smiled bitterly.

He had completely thought that this White-robed Daoist was just making fun of him.

He had completely lost all hope in his heart.

"Hehe, how would I know if I don't try?"

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