"This is the 'Martial King Supreme Body' refined from myriad poisons, and it is also the first gift I give to you." Looking at the blood-red marks tinged with light purple on Zhu Bufan's body, the old man seemed quite pleased with his 'handiwork'.
"Of course, it is called the Supreme Body, but your Martial King Supreme Body is still far from a true Supreme Body; it requires continuous refinement. One day, when your cultivation matures, it will become the weapon to help you step onto the ultimate peak. By then, you will naturally understand."
"Wait a minute! Shaman, you said it's a gift? What do you mean?"
