Chapitre 82: The Space Race

"It's said that ninth-grade holy pills are sentient and have intelligence no less than ordinary cultivators. This is a tenth-grade Sage King pill, so its spirituality is even stronger and it's very fast. I'm afraid even ordinary Sages would have a headache over it."

Qin Chen muttered to himself. However, how could he allow the tenth-grade Sage King pill that he had painstakingly refined to disappear just like that? He rushed into the sky and caught up with the Sage King pill that was trying to escape. He reached out and grabbed it.

"Don't catch me!"

A struggling child's voice could be heard from the Sage King pill.

The Sage King pill bloomed with light, like a small sun. Waves of vast Sage power blocked Qin Chen's palm.

With such a method, even ordinary Sages wouldn't be able to catch it if they weren't careful. They would probably have to watch the tenth-grade Sage King pill fly away.