"The Death Spirit Pill..."
Chen Zhixing reached out to take the dark pill, feeling its weight in his hand.
The pill felt cold, like holding a ball of ice.
Immediately, Chen Zhixing cautiously placed the Death Spirit Pill into his Storage Ring.
He wouldn't hastily believe Tian Qianzi and consume the pill right away.
Though logically speaking, a powerhouse like Tian Qianzi likely wouldn't harm him, being cautious is never a bad idea.
Whether to use the Death Spirit Pill or not, he needed the family to investigate first.
"You are quite cautious."
Tian Qianzi noticed Chen Zhixing's thoughts and chuckled lightly.
"I have this bad habit of liking to verify everything myself, please don't take offense," Chen Zhixing awkwardly chuckled.
"No problem."
Tian Qianzi smiled and said, "Cultivation is difficult, and you've worked hard to reach this point. Being careful is a good thing."
He paused.
