บท 1833: Someone Wants You Dead!

Qi Xiu stared at the bottle of blood essence, and his eyes lit up. "You're going to bet that bottle of blood essence in your hand?"

If he could obtain this bottle of extremely dense White Tiger Spirit blood essence and use it to refine the Body Forging Spirit Pill, his already extremely powerful physical body would probably be doubled, right?

The white-robed old man looked at Qi Xiu and shook his head slightly. This fellow was so arrogant despite his limited talent. Furthermore, he did not acknowledge the strength of others and did not even respect the elders who were present. The existence of such a person might not be a good thing in the Qilin Clan.

Ye Chen looked at Qi Xiu playfully. A hint of mockery appeared in his eyes. "You seem to be very confident in your combat strength, so let's fight. However, the blood essence isn't what I'm putting on the line."