"One ... One hundred and eight?"
"Eight of each?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
They had thought that master Hao would only have the Vermilion Bird pill like before! He didn't expect there to be a total of 108 types, and eight of each type!
This ... This was too much!
They were all suspicious that Deacon MA was joking.
Dan Kuang and the other four had used up all their fortune and sold everything they had. There were even rumors that they had gone to the cave abodes of other alchemists to borrow spiritual medicines. They had a huge debt on their backs, but they had only managed to produce a few pills.
Where did this master Hao get so many pills?
Dan Kuang was dazed for a moment, but then he seemed to have thought of something and his expression softened.
"Hahaha! They must be some ordinary medicinal pills! It's no different from the Vermilion Bird pill. No matter how many of these pills come, I won't be afraid!"
