He clearly doesn't like the thought. Sizhui presses his lips together to mull over what it all means. He'd seen how the sect leaders reacted when their spiritual powers were taken away and it was not good. There's a strange heaviness that he noticed upon arriving in this place.

"Perhaps..." he starts, "this place is meant for us to cultivate other skills. Beyond cultivation. Interacting with one another and adapting to a strange environment."