Wang Xuan was dazed. Boss Lu was eating dirt too?
Though they were separated by a Supernatural Communicator, he somehow felt as if the smell of thunder and scorched paste had already wafted over.
"Vero ate it too?" Wang Xuan asked. In his eyes, White-haired Vero was full of schemes, with the air of a deep and calculating old sixth. He should not have fallen for it too, right?
"Vero praised it to the skies," Lu Po told him. By now, he also knew that White-haired Vero's roots ran deep. He was definitely no ordinary being.
Wang Xuan fell silent for four seconds, digesting the news. If White-haired Vero learned the truth in the future, would he turn hostile toward him?
He had thought highly of Silver-haired Viro, considering him a decent partner. They had better not start fighting among themselves first.
Wang Xuan asked, "What secret did you discover in that medicinal soil?"
"This medicinal soil can allow us to fully and thoroughly merge into the Supernatural Center." Then Boss Lu grew mysteriously secretive and lowered his voice. "Vero smelled the scent of Six-time Limit Breaking. The medicinal soil's previous incarnation, that Hell Lightning Great Medicine, should have been an herb even more precious than the 15-Colored Strange Bamboo. If it had remained whole, it might have extended the Six-time Limit Breaking path. Unfortunately, it was born amid lightning and perished between thunderbolts. Though dazzling, its life was too brief; it withered in an instant."
Lu Po sighed. Perhaps this was the true essence of Six-time Limit Breaking: the most brilliant things could not last forever. Perfect from the moment of birth, they stood at the peak of glory, which meant decline and extinction were already approaching.
Then, he reminded the Dao Ancestor Cai that no matter how high