Chapter 1286

"Buddy, shut it," Wyatt snapped at Zarian in his bestiary ring. "I may not be a saint, but I don't bully people or steal from my friends. If you mention stealing one more time, I'll curse you into oblivion." Inside the ring, Zarian bared its teeth in frustration. "You're a damn fool, Wyatt. That kind of opportunity is handed to you on a silver platter, and you're just walking away? In every era, power and resources are taken, not given. There's no such thing as fairness in the world of cultivation." Wyatt scowled. "I don't care. Even if I step into a world ruled by survival of the fittest, I'm not stealing from my friends. End of story." Zarian snorted. "You'll regret it. You don't understand how brutal cultivation truly is. Passing up something like this is practically suicide." Wyatt waved it off. "You don't get it. Just drop it." Shifting gears, he asked, "What's the difference between the nine-apertured pill and the Six-Petal Frost Pill? A friend of mine had one of t