"Scumbag! Rebellious disciple!" Master Fuguang stormed back to Miaomiao Peak, kicked over a table, and cursed furiously.
If that unfilial wretch had offered the Heart of Water to him, he could have cultivated as many cauldrons as he wanted! Why should he be forced to wait over a hundred years to enjoy just one cauldron, the way he had to now?
As much as he cursed, he kept his mouth shut about the Heart of Water, revealing not a single trace of his filthy schemes.
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