Looking at Bai Yang, who had inexplicably fallen into a daze, Wang Qingyu gently nudged him and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"
He jolted back to his senses, suppressing the inexplicable emotions that had surfaced within him. Bai Yang shook his head with a smile. "It's nothing."
Now it was time to get down to business.
As he looked at the unconscious old man before him, Bai Yang quickly weighed which method to use to prolong his life.
The old man was simply too ancient, like a rotting log. His breathing was so faint that it was almost imperceptible. His life had long since reached its end; the fact that he was still alive was nothing short of a miracle.
Because he was so old, both his body and his soul were on the verge of collapse. If Bai Yang used a forceful method, he might not only fail to extend the old man's life, but take it in an instant!
His thoughts raced, and within seconds Bai Yang had made up his mind: he would use pills to extend the man's life.
"The Soul Nurturing Pill is an entry-level pill taken by divine path cultivators in another world. It nourishes the soul, so it couldn't be more suitable for him. Its effects are moderate. It won't strengthen his soul, but it should restore it to the condition of an ordinary person in their sixties or seventies. Then there's the Solidifying Pill, an entry-level pill taken by Martial Apprentices who cultivate the Martial Path in another world. It nourishes the body, strengthens vital energy, and reinforces the foundation. It should be enough to restore some vitality to this body that's already at death's door..."
Having decided, Bai Yang rummaged through his storage ring and found the two pills. He couldn't help