Inside the slightly dim secret chamber.
Suppressing his fury at the Demon Cult's atrocities, Yang Jing slowly turned his gaze toward the remaining porcelain bottles on the wooden shelves.
The bottles were uniform in size, their surfaces smooth and spotless.
A trace of curiosity entered his eyes.
Lei Lie stood beside him, studying the containers on the shelves. "Open them all and see exactly what's hidden inside," he said gravely.
Yang Jing nodded, stepped over to the shelves, and picked up a blue porcelain bottle with a soft, lustrous glaze.
The bottle was fairly heavy and tightly sealed.
He caught the cork with his fingertips and gently pulled it free.
Immediately, a rich, mellow medicinal fragrance, carrying pure origin energy, surged from the mouth of the bottle.
The fragrance spread through the entire chamber, dispersing the lingering, pungent stench of blood and cold demonic qi, leaving the air noticeably fresher.
Yang Jing's nostrils twitched. As he caught the fragrance, his eyes lit up with delight. He immediately turned toward Lei Lie and said, "Peak Master Lei, these are Origin Pills!"
Lei Lie stepped forward slowly and looked into the porcelain bottle.
Ten plump, perfectly round pills sat neatly inside. They were pale gold, their surfaces smooth and lustrous, with origin energy lingering around them. Their quality was superb.
He nodded slightly. "Indeed, they are Origin Pills. Judging by their appearance and quality, they're all superior grade, with pure medicinal potency."
Holding the porcelain bottle, Yang Jing recalled his earlier confrontation with Shangguan Yun. "Shangguan Yun tried to buy me off with Origin Pills, asking me to abandon the purge of this fortress. He offered a hundred pills. Now it seems the stock here might be even greater than what he promised."
Lei Lie nodded. "On the Martial Path, Origin Pills