The King of Zhenxi twitched his eyes, then forcibly suppressed his anger, and retorted, "So, Daoist, were you once a cultivator with a very high realm? Then I, the king, must see what divine skills you possess to prevent these mortals from dying before me."
Chen Sansi ignored him; he merely took out a silver needle, attempting to detoxify Ah Ji and the others, but to no avail.
"Say... beggar..."
Ah Ji struggled to grasp his palm, enduring immense pain for each word he uttered, "Don't worry about us, you... you go... in the next life, I'll... learn martial arts with you."
"There's no need for pretentious words; you've saved my life once, and it's a debt I owe, so I won't let you die now."
As Chen Sansi spoke, a golden elixir pill appeared in his palm.
Primal Elixir!
No matter who possesses it, as long as they have a spirit root, consuming this elixir pill would be akin to ascending on the spot!
But this elixir pill serves another purpose.
It can be consumed by mortals!
