บท 3869: Six Cauldrons

"Oh, that's right, Master. If these Crimson Sun Cold Dewdrops were brought to the surface, they would immediately evaporate," the leader of the Sand Maidens said.

What?

Ling Han turned to look at her, and instantly felt speechless.

F***, if he couldn't bring it outside, what was the use of taking so much?

Ling Han sighed, "All right, I understand."

His joy turned into disappointment. However, being able to refine them here was still better than nothing.

He asked for a room, and told the Sand Maidens not to disturb him. Then, he began to refine the Crimson Sun Cold Dewdrops.

One drop after another, and his cultivation level instantly began to soar.