Chapter 173: Yang Xuan, Screw You!

A normal person would only use a gunny sack and wooden sticks when catching a pig. However, upon hearing that such items would be used to help him advance his cultivation, Zhuang Xian felt a pool of blood accumulating in his chest and the flesh on his face twitched uncontrollably. If not for the incredible self-control he had cultivated throughout the years as a master teacher, he would have long flown into a rage. There are only a few means which master teachers use to guide one's cultivation;...