"Keep them for myself?" Yi felt surprised. The value of these finished potions was approximate to the material. To a certain degree, the potions were even higher in value.
A warrior could continue fighting without weapons, but one can't do anything after he or she gets injured without potions. Good potions could not only save his life but also mitigate the potential side effects incurred from the recovery.
Getting wounded was the life enemy for a warrior. In the case of severe injuries, the warrior might be left with lurking risks, which might result in the decrease of his combat power that may be impossible to be regained ever after.
Good potions stood as the second life of a warrior which added odds to their future prospects. These potions… Yi couldn't understand why Qian Jin gave up on these invaluable finished potions and asked only for the raw materials.
"Stop it. Stop. Where on earth do you get this abnormal fighting technique?"
