"Senior SIKO, I'm glad I didn't fail you. The spirit pill is done." Ling Chuxi kept the Emperor soul pill and handed it to si kouye.
"This ..." Si kouye did not extend his hand. He looked extremely embarrassed.
"What's the matter, senior SIKO? is there a problem?" Ling Chuxi asked.
"No, no. This is a special grade sovereign soul pill. How could there be a problem? It's just that this old man's wealth is limited and I can't afford to buy this pill. " Si kouye said with a face full of shame.
Previously, he had thought that Ling Chuxi wanted to refine low-grade spirit pills to fool him. He had even felt that the 50000 five-colored spirit stones he had spent were too much of a loss. However, he now knew that he had judged the heart of a gentleman with his own mean measure. Ling Chuxi was not refining some low-level spiritual pill. The other person was refining the monarch soul pill, and it was a special grade one at that.
