This crazy idea took root and sprouted in Qin Yu's mind.
Only in this way would it be the safest and most beneficial.
"If he doesn't have the intention to harm me, then I would be in the wrong." Qin Yu sighed slightly.
He wasn't in a hurry to act. Instead, he slowly refined the pill.
When night fell, Qin Yu stopped refining the pill. He found a place and planned to rest for a while.
"Why did you stop?" Cloud Dragon asked quickly.
Qin Yu frowned and said, "Even a capitalist has to give the workers time to rest. What, do you want me to refine pills twenty-four hours a day?"
Cloud Dragon snorted lightly and said, "As a Martial Saint, how can you be so tired so easily?"
Qin Yu said with some displeasure, "Don't you know that refining pills is an arduous task?"
Cloud Dragon opened his mouth and was about to speak.
At this moment, the voice of that Mighty Realm powerhouse came from the valley.