"So this Immortal Pill Spirit was actually your handiwork, Senior?" Kun Zhou sneered coldly. "This seat had just been wondering which pill-refining master of the Thirty-Three Heavens had discarded such a top-grade immortal pill here."
"What immortal pill?"
The White-haired Old Man's expression changed for only an instant before he immediately put on a smile, like a kindly elder delighted to see juniors.
"This seat had just emerged from seclusion and came out for a stroll in spare time. I never expected to encounter three young friends here. What a coincidence."
"Master, you..." The White-haired Old Man's words left the Immortal Pill Spirit dumbfounded. What was wrong with its master?
"Master?"
The White-haired Old Man looked coldly at the Immortal Pill Spirit and barked, "I do not know you. Do not blindly try to curry favor with me, or beware that I might wipe you out with one palm!"
The Immortal Pill Spirit panicked. "Master, it's me! Back then, wasn't it you who..."
"Shut up!"
Killing intent flashed through the White-haired Old Man's eyes. His gaze widened as he shouted coldly, his words transforming into laws of slaughter that instantly blew the Immortal Pill Spirit apart.
"Hiss." The Great Evolution Immortal Herb blinked. This White-haired Old Man truly was no simple figure, but did he really not know the Immortal Pill Spirit?
"He cannot afford to offend Wu Yun or the force behind Kun Zhou." Meng Ruyan had seen through it as well. The White-haired Old Man had recognized Wu Yun and the others, so he had directly chosen to play dumb and muddle through it, even killing the Immortal Pill Spirit without hesitation.
Between losing an immortal pill and offending two major forces, the White-haired Old Man knew very well which to choose.
The White-haired Old Man had never