Zhong Shouzheng saw Yu Ziqing's grin, showing his teeth, and immediately shook his head cautiously.
"Nope, not interested. I've decided not to refine God for the next few decades; anyway, I have no chance of touching the Tenth Tier in the short term.
I'll be refining Body or Qi, or studying something else. I'm really too busy."
Yu Ziqing carefully observed Zhong Shouzheng's expression and asked sincerely.
"Do you feel any danger, senior?"
"Not really, just past experiences and bloody lessons make me cautious. Anyway, I won't touch it."
"You can just give it a try, senior."
"No."
"It's just a try." Yu Ziqing emphasized and repeated.
At this point, Zhong Shouzheng figured out the implication—Yu Ziqing was using him as a guinea pig.
"I can cooperate." Zhong Shouzheng solemnly agreed.
A jumble of thoughts began swirling in Yu Ziqing's mind.
He smiled and asked again.
"Are you feeling any danger, senior?"
