The old man in simple clothes swallowed the small Primordial Spirit Pill in his hand. The pill melted upon entry, transforming into medicinal power that dispersed through his limbs and bones.
Sitting cross-legged, the old man began to refine the medicinal power.
However, when he circulated his Heart Method, his head kept nodding as if dozing off, making Zilan, who was watching from the side, cover her mouth and chuckle softly.
"Not bad, this small Primordial Spirit Pill is quite good indeed."
After five minutes, the old man opened his eyes, a trace of surprise in his old eyes. For him, the Violent Dragon Pill no longer had a significant effect on increasing his Inner Power.
The Violent Dragon Pills he exchanged for by selling Spirit Medicine Seeds would be taken to the Elixir Medicine Association to exchange for higher-level elixirs.
"So, does it deserve thirty Violent Dragon Pills?"
Qin Yang asked with a smile.
