"This!"
"This!"
...
Looking at the elixir in his pale palm that resembled tung seeds and emitted a green hue, the little gourds were slightly stupefied. Their eyes betrayed their disbelief.
What's going on?
This is for us?
When did the master become so generous?
This is an Immortal Pill... just given to us like that?
Could it be that there's something wrong with these Immortal Pills!?
But that shouldn't be the case, these were personally crafted by the Immortal of the Southern Pole. Who is the Immortal of the Southern Pole? That's the Great Emperor of Eternal Life; are not all his pills top quality?
How could the pills he personally crafted have any issues?
Lies!
It must be lies!
With that thought, they secretly glanced sideways, but they were doomed to be disappointed because Li Jing's face was utterly expressionless. No matter how they scrutinized, it was neither joy nor sorrow...
