At that, the Immortal Pill Refiner waved his hand with a smile.
"It was nothing more than a small favor. No need to thank me."
"It's just that she and I have no master-disciple fate. Otherwise, I'd have wanted to take her as my disciple."
Pill City.
Crack!
A fissure appeared in Old Beggar's battered bowl.
The cloth sack in Qian Ya's hand continued to pour out copper coins without end.
Looking at Old Beggar before her, Qian Ya chuckled. "To sneak into the Pill Domain without anyone noticing, your origins must be rather extraordinary."
"Yet of all things, you should never have come to provoke me."
"No matter who stands behind you, no matter what your purpose is, I'm afraid you'll find it difficult to leave here alive today."
As her words fell, two more figures stepped out from the crowd.
On closer inspection, one was a middle-aged woman, and the other a hawker selling sugar-coated haws.
Though they looked utterly ordinary, the killing intent around them was all too real.
Seeing this, Qian Ya, who was currently dueling Old Beggar with spells, smiled disdainfully. A black-robed puppet appeared at her side.
At the top of the Pill Tower.
"Tut, tut!"
"Who would've thought the legendary Pill Tower actually had a tenth floor? This has truly opened my eyes."
Upon entering a pavilion, Chen Changsheng curiously surveyed everything around him.
Looking out from the pavilion window, he could take in the entirety of Pill City at a glance.
Just as Chen Changsheng was gazing at the distant scenery, the young man slowly walked over and said,
"Two Third Grade Immortal Kings, three Fifth Grade Immortal Kings. The strongest among them, a Sixth Grade Immortal King, has been trapped by me in the eastern part of the city."