"Tsk tsk! Is it finally over? What garbage, such a waste of time!"
In contrast to his way with Muye and others,
Liu Xiang harbored only resentment and anger toward Xia Liu, and at this moment, wasting his time brought this rage to the surface.
Xia Liu said nothing, merely smiled lightly and withdrew all his spiritual energy.
In the next instant, a rich medicinal aroma wafted from within the medicinal cauldron.
"What is this!"
Old Zhuang was instantly shaken, displaying an expression that was hard to replicate.
Qingdie, who was previously lounging lazily on her chair, became unsettled the moment she caught the scent.
She quickly ran over to Xia Liu, silently examining the golden pill suspended in the air.
"This is impossible!"
Staring at the gold pill, Liu Xiang practically shouted.
The scent was even more potent than the pill he had refined.
Usually, in this situation, there's only one possibility: the opponent's pill is higher-level than his!
