Chen Fan saw Lin Zhendong's reaction and asked, "Leader Lin, is there any inconvenience?"
Lin Zhendong pondered for a moment before asking, "What do you need this divine pill for?"
Chen Fan did not hide his intentions: "To refine a formation."
Lin Zhendong was slightly stunned, then said, "Chen Fan, it's not that I'm unwilling to give you the divine pill, but this so-called divine pill is more of a demon core than a divine pill. The reason I've been offering it is that it's too sinister. If it weren't for the fear that discarding it might harm others, I would have thrown it away long ago. The whole divine pill thing is just a facade."
Chen Fan raised an eyebrow, "May I know what is so sinister about this divine pill?"
After thinking for a while, Lin Zhendong said, "You might not believe me if I just tell you, so I'll take you to see for yourself."
Chen Fan nodded, "Good."