Qin Yu smiled and said. Chang Mang's holy body was not simple either.
In these 80 years or so, he probably could not even cultivate, but he still had such combat strength.
When he recovered his strength to the peak, he would definitely become even more terrifying.
"D*mn it, you freak! Even if I regain my strength, I still won't be able to beat you. But I'll still want to fight back when the time comes."
Chang Mang grinned and hit his fists against each other, appearing extremely confident.
"This is a bottle of Heavenly Deity Pill and a bottle of Spirit-gathering Holy Pill. You can start cultivating in the Sumeru ring now. There might be a great battle later, and I need your help when the time comes."
Qin Yu patted Chang Mang's shoulder.
"Isn't it just fighting? I like it."
Chang Mang did not act pretentious and directly took the pills from Qin Yu's hands.
