For practitioners, if they could enhance their physique or power through medicinal pills, it would be the best thing possible.
Shuiyue and Jinghua both wanted to strengthen their skills as much as possible, ideally becoming even stronger than Lord Bao.
By then, if Lord Bao tried to punish them, they could fight back and wouldn't fear being killed by him.
"Is there any other way to help us improve our combat skills?" Jinghua asked with interest.
"There should be. Don't worry, I'll come back to find you later. I'm going to find out what's wrong with Lord Bao now."
At this point, Luo Yang thought for a moment.
He changed the subject to probe them for information.
"Sister Yue, Sister Jing, how did Lord Bao become like that?"
Upon being asked, Shuiyue and Jinghua's faces changed dramatically, as if Lord Bao had traveled through time and space to stand before them, knife raised, ready to kill them.
