Patrol Office.
Internal Affairs Office.
"Senior!" Jiang Ning's expression was respectful as he looked at the old woman before him.
"You came rather early!" The old woman lifted her eyes and glanced at Jiang Ning.
Then white light flashed in her hand, and she tossed it toward Jiang Ning.
"Rising Dragon Pill. Take it!"
Seeing this, Jiang Ning hurriedly raised his hand to catch it.
The next moment.
He opened the box he had caught in his hand, and a golden pill the size of a pigeon's egg appeared before his eyes.
The Golden Elixir was perfectly round, with five-clawed dragon-shaped patterns surfacing across it.
"Is there any problem with the Rising Dragon Pill?" the old woman asked.
"No problem!" Jiang Ning closed the lid of the brocade box and nodded, his face full of satisfaction.
"If there is nothing else, then do not disturb this old body again!" At this point, the old woman spoke again. "Right, if one Rising Dragon Pill is not enough to let you reach the Dragon Tendon Level, you may come find this old body again, but remember, you will need to gather Fifty Thousand Contribution Points."
"This junior understands!" Jiang Ning cupped his hands.
"This junior takes his leave!" Jiang Ning said again.
After walking out of the Internal Affairs Office hall, Jiang Ning opened his palm again, opened the Rising Dragon Pill in his right hand for another look, and joy could not help but rise between his brows.
The Rising Dragon Pill he had long yearned for was now in hand, and his Martial Path could take another step forward. How could he not be delighted?
Once he reached the Dragon Tendon Level, he could begin Bone Forging.
Once his Bone Forging reached Minor Completion, he would be Sixth Rank.