Ending Eighteen Years of Precious Friendship
When Song Shuhang sent the refined Two-to-Three Tribulation Lightning from the alchemy furnace into the Core World, he happened to hear Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword laughing heartily. "Hahahaha, that's it! Drain him dry! Today, I'm going to make his legs so weak he can't stand."
What an awful line.
"The Tribulation Lightning is finished refining?" Su Clan's Sixteen noticed Song Shuhang's arrival and asked.
Song Shuhang nodded. He lightly snapped his fingers, transferring the strands of finished Tribulation Lightning into the main hall of Southern Autumn Temple.
After being refined in the alchemy furnace, the Two-to-Three Tribulation Lightning had shrunk dramatically. The lightning bolts, originally as thick as pillars, were now only about one-twentieth of their original size—an entire size smaller than Song Shuhang had expected. Fortunately, they had sealed and stored all of Su Kongyun's Tribulation Lightning back then. Otherwise, they really might have run short on ingredients.
"By the way, where's Su Kongyun?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.
Why couldn't he see him anywhere?
"He's inside the box." Senior White's Clone pointed at the Time Box.
"Oh no, that's bad. We were so focused on draining the Southern Great Emperor's energy that we forgot about this... How many times slower has the flow of time inside the Time Box become?" Scarlet Heaven Sword Scabbard suddenly remembered the issue.
The free energy had been so satisfying to drain that they had completely forgotten Su Kongyun was still inside the Time Box.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Seniors, did you really have to be this unreliable?
Hopefully, the Time Box hadn't turned into something with a ratio like "one day in the cave, a thousand years in the outside world." He really didn't want to open the box and see Su Kongyun with white hair, on the