Shi Hao turned around and entered Wang Xi's cave residence, found a clean piece of limestone to sit on, and began examining his spoils of war—the Purple Mansion Fluid.
This thing emanated five-colored mist; although it wasn't yet Immortal Qi, it was absolutely extraordinary.
"What a pity it's not Immortal Qi," he said, somewhat discontented.
Everyone else pouted; the Purple Mansion Fluid that truly nurtured Immortal Qi was such an astounding thing, hardly less valuable than Longevity Medicine, and had only appeared a few times throughout history.
"I challenge you to a battle!" A Silver Pangolin appeared, revealing its true form.
"Enough talk; hand over a Sacred Entity treasure first, or I won't waste time entertaining you," Shi Hao said bluntly, showing no mercy.
In the eyes of the Formal Disciples, failing to cultivate Immortal Qi was ultimately considered "inferior," though Shi Hao had just won, many people believed luck was involved.
