A bottle of Soul Condensing Pill can only ensure twenty years of peace, but for cultivators with long lifespans, twenty years is just a few closed-door cultivation sessions.
Hun Er swiftly divided the peacock’s essence blood and spirit into separate storage rings and handed them to Jiang Yin. Seeing her about to leave, he hurriedly asked, “Do you have any more Soul Condensing Pills?” Jiang Yin shook her head. There wasn’t much Soul Jade left, so she only made one bottle.
Hun Er frowned, a look of regret in his eyes, but he didn’t give up and asked again,...
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