"This... why is it with you?" Zhong Lingling hurled the potion bottle of the Hundred Spirits Pill towards Xiang Aoran's face.
Xiang Aoran caught the bottle nervously, fearing it might break. "Stupid woman, do you know how precious this bottle is? It isn't made from ordinary materials! Even now, I haven't figured out what material this bottle is made from!"
"What about the Hundred Spirits Pill?"
"I've used it for analysis! Don't worry, with my capabilities, in the future, I will produce a large batch of Hundred Spirits Pills to repay you!"
Huh...
Others took the Hundred Spirits Pills to save lives, but Xiang Aoran, he stole her Hundred Spirits Pills just for research!
Probably a year has passed, and those few Hundred Spirits Pills that were left must have been broken down into nothing by Xiang Aoran!
If he had the capability to mass-produce them, then after a year, there should be products already.
"Where have you hidden my Yimo?" Zhong Lingling roared uncontrollably!