One day, two days ...
Four days passed in the blink of an eye.
"It's been four days. That should be enough!"
He opened his eyes and muttered.
A few days ago, the guy inside was still cursing fiercely. Now, there was no movement. He must have been refined to death. After all, he was only a first tribulation Saint and couldn't hold on for long. In the past, those who died in about three or four days.
"Let me see how the refinement is going!"
He stopped and prepared to probe into the cauldron.
But at this moment, curses came from the cauldron again.
"Old bastard ... Old bastard ..."
He was stunned and in disbelief. He had been refining for four days, so how could the guy inside still be alive?
He peeked in and saw that although the guy was a little miserable, he was still very energetic and was cursing with great energy.
He took a closer look and laughed. We've hit the jackpot!"
