Actually, Alchemist Bai Lu didn't need Zhou Xuan to remind him about the value of this heart; he understood it even more clearly than Zhou Xuan.
After all, in his many years of alchemy, he had never seen such a treasure.
He studied the heart seriously like an old scholar, getting closer and closer, almost sticking his nose into it.
"The way you're so serious makes me a little afraid," Zhou Xuan said.
"What are you afraid of, sir?"
"I'm afraid you'll swallow the heart in one bite," Zhou Xuan joked. "Old Bai Lu, let me make it clear first: if you swallow it, I'll cut open my stomach to dig this heart out."
He continued, "This heart is worth at least a third-grade pill."
As soon as he said this, Alchemist Bai Lu's face changed dramatically, and he uprighted his right middle finger to his lips, signaling Zhou Xuan to lower his voice.
