"Brother Ape, why can't we do this in several rounds? It's not like we're short on time."
"Once the toxins reach a lethal dose, without Sixteen here to stand guard, I have no confidence at all."
Wang Wu asked cautiously, because he truly had no confidence whatsoever in his own Companion Demonic Vine.
Especially against his mixed toxins, the antidote pills Bear Sixteen refined were nothing.
"No matter, no matter. I called Niu Huanxi back. Bu Er would rather die than soak in cow dung, but I don't mind. Little brother, I'm counting on you."
As Ape Bupuo spoke, he actually took out a Eighth-grade Situational Vitality Pill.
Seeing how serious he was, Wang Wu could not help asking, "Can't we wait until Sixteen returns?"
"No. At the earliest, Sixteen won't be back until before winter. It said it had something important to do—how could we wait that long?"
"All right. Since that's the case, when do we begin?"
"Three days from now. I'll go find Niu Huanxi first and strengthen it a little."
Ape Bupuo gave a sly chuckle, happily turned a somersault, and quickly left.
Wang Wu, meanwhile, fell into thought. Something important? Yet it had not taken Ape Bupuo and Wolf Bu'er, its two most capable subordinates. It seemed Bear Sixteen also liked being a lone wolf—or perhaps it had gone into secluded cultivation?
After thinking for a while, Wang Wu swallowed both the Eighth-grade and Ninth-grade Situational Vitality Pills. They gave him exactly six thousand Vitality Points.
Then he would continue tempering the black iron.
Over the next three days, at the cost of consuming 1,500 Vitality Points per day, he tempered black iron with all his strength. On average, he gained fifteen points of Spirit Gold Qi each day, directly using up all five hundred