"Really... say that again?"
Everyone was stunned, and in the next second, their pupils contracted sharply.
They saw Lin Heng directly open his hand, a strange fragrance emanating from his palm, revealing four radiant Immortal Pills for all to see.
???
Silence.
A silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.
After a long moment, someone, in an overwhelming voice, burst out with two words.
"Holy sh*t!!!"
At that instant, all ten sect members felt their scalps tingle, their faces filled with unrivaled shock.
"You actually have Immortal Pills?"
"And... and you have four of them?"
"Oh heavens, oh heavens!!"
"Is this real? Or is this old monk seeing things in his final moments?"
"Quick, pinch me."
Everyone pinched each other mercilessly, quickly making each of them grimace in pain.
"It hurts, it's real!"
"Heavens, Fellow Daoist Lin, you... you... what exactly do you do?"
