The Temptation of the Qi-Supplementing Pill

"Two pills!"

"Two?"

Zhang Daoru was stunned. From his examination of Mibai, the pills clearly worked. At the very least, they strengthened the body, and they were far better than any ordinary medicine. How had a dog gotten such a bargain—and eaten two pills at that?

Zhang Yang felt awkward. It really had been a mistake, but there was nothing he could do about it now. He might as well treat Mibai as a test subject.

"Grandpa, what is it?"

Zhang Xin'ai couldn't read anything from Zhang Daoru's face, so she asked him outright.

"After taking the pills, the dog's body became much sturdier. His limbs are strong, and the changes haven't stopped."

Zhang Daoru murmured. Zhang Xin'ai froze, then blurted out without thinking.

"He's going to become a demon!"

"Woof, woof, woof..."

At that, Mibai barked at Zhang Xin'ai, as if to say, You're the demon! Your whole family's going to become demons!

"No, no. These pills replenish qi. Qi is the foundation of a Cultivator's training. Someone who can cultivate qi stands above even a Martial Arts Grandmaster."

"Ah..."

Zhang Xinzhi was floored. By that logic, everyone here was worse off than a dog.

"Luckily, he's only a dog. If a person had taken them, the effect might have been even more pronounced. If a Martial Artist took one, wouldn't that be defying the heavens?"

Zhang Daoru couldn't stop praising the pills Zhang Yang had made.

Zhang Yang stood to one side, smiling without a word. He offered no comment or denial.

Even when Zhang Xin'ai turned her curious, questioning gaze on Zhang Yang, he remained just as unreadable.

"Grandpa, does that mean the pills work? Can we take them too?"

Zhang Xinzhi finally understood why Zhang Yang had been so mysterious and made Grandpa compete with a