Starting as a stray dog, I embarked on a journey of cultivation.

The old man was very satisfied with the reactions of his disciples and nodded slightly.

He then took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and poured out several black pills the size of soybeans.

He spread his hands and said, "One for each person!"

"yes!"

The disciples immediately agreed, each stepping forward to receive a pill and standing next to the child who was to be tested.

Let's begin!

The old man walked to the side and sat down, his narrow, cloudy eyes cold and ruthless.

The first child was forcibly stuffed into a pill and swallowed.

At first there was no reaction, but not long after, the child clutched his stomach and cried out in pain.

"pain!"

"It hurts!"

The excruciating pain caused the child to writhe on the ground, his face contorted in agony, clearly suffering terribly.

But everyone around him watched his reaction with indifference.

Only the other children kneeling on the ground showed worry, because none of them could escape the fate of being tested on drugs.

The agonizing screams didn't last long. The child, who was writhing on the ground in pain, grew weaker and weaker until he could no longer make a sound.

Finally, it twitched a few times on the ground, blackish-red blood flowed from its mouth and nose, and then it stopped breathing.

"Next!"

Upon seeing that the child was dead, the old man immediately gave the order, without even glancing at the dead child.

The child was dragged aside like a dead pig and ignored by everyone.

Gou An concealed all his presence and hid in the bushes in a corner of the courtyard.

The area was lush with vegetation, and no trace of human presence was detected; it remained completely undiscovered.

The second child was also given the same pill.

All eyes were now on him.

Similarly, just like the previous one, this child soon experienced severe abdominal pain and began to struggle.

After struggling for a while, he died with blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

The difference is that this child seems to have persisted a little longer.

"Next!" the old man ordered again.

The third child had his mouth pinched by the old man's disciple, who forcibly stuffed the pill into his mouth.

But he still died after failing to complete the drug trial.

The fourth one!

The fifth one!

None of them escaped the same outcome.

The next child to participate in the drug trial was the same boy Gou An had met today.

When the pill was brought to his lips, the boy stiffened his neck.

"I won't eat it!"

Upon seeing this, the disciple in charge of feeding him the medicine grabbed him by the collar and scolded, "You have to eat this!"

He then said he would do the same as the other disciples and forcefully stuff the pills into his mouth.

Before the pill could be put into the boy's mouth, the disciple was bitten by the boy and screamed in pain.

"You bastard, how dare you bite me!"

As it was saying this, it was about to hit someone.

"Stop!" But the old man sitting in the back suddenly shouted.

The disciple stopped what he was doing upon seeing this.

"How many times have I told you? You're not allowed to hit my drug-testing subjects!" the old man said, his tone sinister. "If they hurt any of them and delay my drug testing, that's a serious crime!"

"Yes! Your disciple will remember."

The disciple, barely suppressing his anger, grabbed the boy by the neck, preventing him from breathing, and was about to shove the pill into his mouth.

But the boy was no pushover; he suddenly kicked out, striking the disciple squarely in the groin.

"Oh... Aww..."

The disciple immediately released his grip in pain, clutching his legs, and collapsed to the ground, instantly losing the ability to move.

Upon seeing this, the other disciples rushed forward to grab the person.

But the boy picked up the fallen pills himself and shouted, "It's just taking medicine! I can take it myself, I don't need you to feed me!"

He then swallowed the pill into his mouth in one gulp.

Seeing that the boy had swallowed the pill, the old man immediately raised his hand, signaling the surrounding disciples to step back.

The other disciples retreated, and everyone's attention returned to the boy.

As for the disciple lying on the ground, clutching his groin, no one paid him any more attention.

He knew that he had to remain silent when children were being tested on medicine, so he could only grit his teeth, endure the pain, and dare not make a sound.

Because they were afraid of getting in the way while lying on the ground, they had to move themselves off the ground little by little, which was extremely embarrassing.

The boy swallowed the pill and soon began to experience abdominal pain as well.

But unlike the other children who were testing the drug, he didn't scream in pain.

Instead, he endured the pain and remained motionless.

Even though his face turned red and veins bulged on his forehead, he didn't utter a sound.

Seeing the boy's reaction, the old man's lips curled up slightly, as if he had become somewhat interested.

The excruciating abdominal pain intensified, and the boy eventually collapsed to his knees in agony.

But he still used his hands to support himself, preventing himself from falling.

Time slipped away second by second.

All eyes were on the boy.

The time has already exceeded the time the other children had lasted, and it is still continuing.

The old man's pupils slowly dilated, his anticipation growing stronger.

In the end, the boy seemed to have completely withstood the effects of the drug and stood up from the ground again.

He patted his stomach and grinned smugly, "Sorry! I think I'm not dead!"

The other disciples were even more excited upon seeing this and all looked at the old man.

The old man stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad! After trying so many children, finally someone has succeeded."

Seeing the old man's joyful expression, the disciples all echoed his sentiments.

"Congratulations, Master!"

Congratulations, Master!

The old man beckoned to the boy and said, "Come here."

The boy glanced at the old man, then mustered his courage and walked over.

The old man grabbed the boy's arm, squinted his eyes and savored the moment, his face beaming with even more joy.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

The old man's smile widened, and he couldn't help but say, "Whoever found this child, I will reward them!"

The old man was overjoyed.

But no one answered.

"Hmm?" The old man's questioning gaze swept across the room.

Only then did a disciple point to the side and reply, "Reporting to Master, it's Senior Brother Liu, who just died..."

The old man then remembered that he had just strangled one of them.

"It's alright!" The old man reached into his pocket and took out another porcelain bottle, which he then threw on the ground.

"The pills inside are yours to keep."

As she spoke, she took the right hand of the boy who had successfully participated in the drug trial and prepared to go inside.

But just then, the boy said, "Wait a minute!"

The old man asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The boy turned around and glanced at the disciples of the old men behind him.

A slight smile curved her lips as she asked, "Grandpa, am I very important to you now?"

"That's right!" the old man nodded.

"Grandpa, when I was captured yesterday, they beat me up!" The boy pointed to several of the disciples and said, as if complaining, "It hurt so much. I almost couldn't take it when I was testing the medicine."

Upon hearing this, the old man's gaze swept over the disciples, his killing intent palpable.

"So, what do you want to do?" the old man asked the boy.

The boy grinned wickedly and said coldly, "Kill them all!"