Chapter 382 A Glimmer of Hope

It was hard to learn martial arts over nineteen, let alone cultivate. At most, Samson could only strengthen his body, and it was highly impossible for him to be an expert.

Even if a panacea could help Samson cast off his old self, its effect would be dozens or hundreds of times lesser on the nineteen-year-old than other people. Besides, Samson was just an ordinary mountain person, and he did not have any connection or background. Hence, no one would provide him with treasures and precious medicines.

If there were something worth paying attention to, it was nothing more than the obsession in his heart. Nonetheless, an obsession might be precious, yet it was also worthless. After all, before reaching the goal, the obsession could make one work diligently, but once it was completed and they vented their anger, the cultivator might no longer improve.

Samson fell under that category. Moreover, he was so stubborn that he only wanted revenge. If Samson entered the pathway to immortality,