"Moreover, given Qi Hanyan's intelligence, her teaching ability is certainly not great. I can only repeatedly exploit her, using her as material to refine the Human Pill and experience the Dao Seed."
"Perhaps by the time I have mastered my studies, the disciple you've painstakingly found will have been thoroughly drained and broken by me."
At this point, Su Yuan's mouth curled into a cold smile as he stared into the increasingly fearful expression of Feng Wuya, speaking slowly:
"If Qi Hanyan breaks, that's on you."
"It's because you're stubborn, because you're incompetent, because you can't protect your disciple."
Although most of these words were made up by Su Yuan to scare people, Feng Wuya believed them.
Or rather, he dared not disbelieve.
Having spent his life fighting demons, Feng Wuya had seen many demon lords.
Yet even with all his experiences, demon lords that could rival Su Yuan were exceedingly rare.
