The Three-Bearded Cultivator solemnly said, "Hongtao Ding! That's the name of the Pill Furnace. A good furnace will have its name cast on the bottom the day it is made."
"Hahaha! Hongtao Ding, he actually said this is a Hongtao Ding, hahahaha!" Changtian suddenly burst into loud laughter without warning, his bold and magnetic voice like a sudden resonating Pan Bell, startling her so much that she jumped. Perhaps Changtian was laughing too heartily; he unintentionally mixed Divine Skills with his voice, which shook her Divine Soul, causing her chest to feel stuffy and nearly made her spit out blood.
"Little girl, are you alright?" The Three-Bearded Monk asked immediately as he saw her abruptly leap up and her face suddenly turn pale.
"Sorry, it wasn't intentional." Changtian also realized he had inadvertently hurt her, and there was a trace of self-reproach in his voice, "Come to the God Demon Prison later, I'll help you heal."
