Seeing that Yang Zhen had crushed the pill and swallowed it all in one gulp, the cheeky cat angrily began smashing bottles.
After smashing for a while, the cheeky cat stopped in shock.
The energy around Yang Zhen had become more violent, yet this time it wasn't dispersing. Instead, it was all converging on his body, making him gleam like a large and lustrous piece of gold.
"Damn it, this kid's really defying the heavens now. He's achieved a pure mastery so quickly. If he kept cultivating, wouldn't he actually turn his physical body into a spirit treasure?"
As Yang Zhen swallowed pill after pill, his body was coated in something that shone like gold. The sight left the cheeky cat impressed and astonished.
Suddenly, a startlingly loud noise came from outside, prompting the cheeky cat to yelp out a curse, "What the hell are those guys playing at now? Oh crap, looks like they've started fighting."
With the sound of earth-shaking rumbling, the cheeky cat began to feel bored.
