"Why should I believe that you have pills that can increase cultivation? Besides, you're not an alchemist. Where did you get an Alchemy Furnace? And does this kind of pill of yours require a catalyst?"
"Heh, can't pills be refined without a catalyst?"
Li Changsheng smiled disdainfully and said, "You're overthinking it. I was able to refine these cultivation-enhancing pills only because they were taken from the Crimson Dragon Cauldron. That's why I have great confidence in them. As long as you drink this red medicinal powder, I'll let you take the pills and help raise your cultivation. How about it?"
"Heh, you want me to help you refine these pills, don't you?"
Fairy Qingyue snorted and said, "Do you think I'd agree to help you? I'd rather die than submit to taking this kind of pill!"
Li Changsheng's expression did not change in the slightest when he heard Fairy Qingyue refuse.
"Fairy Qingyue, don't be so arrogant. I know your poison arts are formidable, but I'm also an alchemist. If you truly refuse to cooperate with me in refining pills, then you're courting death."
"Then that means you're courting death. I can guarantee that as long as you drink this wine, you'll definitely die!" Li Changsheng said calmly.
Fairy Qingyue's face began to turn pale when she heard him say that.
Although her strength was formidable, even somewhat stronger than that of an ordinary Martial Saint, she could not possibly be a Martial God.
Nor could she contend against the Fire Dragon Sword in Li Changsheng's hand, so she had to consider whether she should take this medicinal powder.
If she truly could not control herself, then she would die!
She had already died so many times that she was long accustomed to it.
But she did not want