The old man looked at Ding Chenmo, "Could it have been seized from the Mystic Sect?"
Ding Chenmo shook his head without even thinking, "When I participated in the excavation of the ancient tomb ten years ago, I know for a fact that amongst the treasures the Mystic Sect acquired, there wasn't any elixir, so it couldn't have been taken from them."
Hearing this, a greedy spark flashed in the old man's eyes, "That's strange then. Judging from the conditions of Mu Yufan and An Ying, they must have definitely taken some kind of Spirit Pill; otherwise, it would be impossible for them to have recovered in such a short period of time and act as if nothing had happened. Where then, did this medicine pill come from?"
Rong Linyu sneered coldly, "Master, why bother thinking so hard? Once we subdue them, making them talk will be easy, right?"
The old man chuckled twice, "Indeed."
