After tossing and turning in the alchemy room for a while, Ling Chuxi began to refine pills.
"Pavilion master Ling, I wonder if you've finished drafting your agreement?" Ling Chuxi had just finished refining a spirit pill when the anxious voice of the kun Peng King could be heard from outside.
Why was he in such a hurry? Ling Chuxi opened the door and saw the kun Peng King and the Gu Eagle King looking excited. In comparison, Teng a 'Jiao and the old nether snake were much calmer.
"Good pill, it's indeed a good pill. I didn't expect the pill Pavilion master Ling sent to have such a good beautifying and whitening effect. Quick, take a look, isn't my skin much softer than before?" The moment the kun Peng King saw Ling Chuxi, he couldn't suppress his excitement and took her hand to touch his face.
A few black lines instantly appeared on Ling Chuxi's forehead. It was fine if a man maintained himself so well, but was it really good to show off like this?
