"PRIVATE_PERSON, increase the output of the Siwu Spiritual Flame." At that moment, the one-eyed white-haired old man once again flicked several Bone-Soul Pills toward the Wild Boar Demon, the Three-Eyed Suanni Beast, and the others.
The Wild Boar Demon and the others hurriedly swallowed the pills. This time, the one-eyed white-haired old man was surprisingly generous, giving each of them two pills.
It was no use regretting what was done. Lu Xiaotian swallowed the Bone-Soul Pill without hesitation, feeling thoroughly disgusted by the one-eyed old man's attitude of rushing forward when there was something to gain and shrinking back when there was not. If he had been willing to part with these pills earlier, how could things have reached this point? After swallowing the pills, the demons' body cultivators needed some time to recover the blood-astral energy they had expended, no matter how short that time was.
Although Lu Xiaotian's attainments in alchemy still fell short of those of this fourth-grade Pill King, human strength had its limits. No matter how hard the one-eyed white-haired old man worked, he could save at most one pill. Because of just a few Bone-Soul Pills, they had wasted the chance to save one Buddha-Dust Bone-Cleansing Pill. This was a disastrous loss.
Though he felt somewhat gleeful at the old man's misfortune, Lu Xiaotian did not dare slacken in the slightest. The one-eyed white-haired old man had not expected such an upheaval at the final stage of refinement. The Siwu Spiritual Flame, which had seemed to be in ample supply, was no longer sufficient. If he could save one of the two pills, it would not count as a complete failure. If the shortage of Siwu Spiritual Flame caused him to lose both, he would inevitably vent his anger on the remaining body cultivators.