But on second thought, he couldn't help but waver.
'Would the Peak Master really give such a precious Elixir to me?'
'Perhaps this was just a pretext she used to win the Elixir from Peak Master Zhenyue?'
'After all, I rarely see the Peak Master. I'm not even a Direct Disciple, just one of the many Inner Sect Disciples on Lingxi Peak. On what grounds would I receive such a heavenly blessing?'
As he thought this, a shadow fell over Yang Jing's heart.
He desperately wanted the Bone Jade Pill. He was eager to improve his innate constitution and increase the efficiency of his cultivation. An increase in efficiency would save him a tremendous amount of time.
He had no cultivation bottlenecks. As long as he trained a martial art to its limit, he would naturally break through to the next level.
To be honest, the Bone Jade Pill was incredibly tempting to him.
But the Bone Jade Pill ultimately belonged to the Peak Master, and he had no reason to demand it from her.
