"These few bottles of Spirit Pills are personally refined by me, Fellow Daoist, please do not disdain them." Having said that, Li Zhirui took out several bottles of high-quality third-grade Spirit Pills as a token of gratitude.
"It was just a few words after all!" Even though he said this, his eyes and hands were quick as he stored the jade bottles in his pouch. After all, as a Golden Core cultivator, he really was nothing special in the Central Region; otherwise, he wouldn't be guarding the city gates.
"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now!" Li Zhirui bowed and then entered the Immortal City once more.
"To casually produce Spirit Pills of such quality, he must come from an extraordinary background!" However, if he really was from a distinguished background, why would he not have any attendants? And how could he not know about the dirty tricks of these ghostly fiends before the opening of the Secret Realm?
