บท 1074: Mascot

Half of the two-month deadline from the Pill Refinery Hall had passed, and Lao Wang did not dare to drag this on any further. Moreover, the two portions of level-7 pill ingredients from Old Cow had arrived. Thus, he took a strong stance and stood Lavel up, while requesting for a few days off from the Combat Cultivation Hall.

This time, he was resolute. No matter what, he definitely had to succeed.

There were fewer people outside the Pill Refinery Hall than before. Furthermore, it was gloomy, a large difference from the warmth and zeal outside the Pill Refinery Hall in the past.