Xiao Li and the Life Devouring Pill: A Plan to Mass-Produce Dou Wang

Liu Ling, at his side, was just as dazzled. He turned away and took a long while to recover.

"Teacher, that was... Xiao Yan's residence," Liu Ling said, his expression complicated.

"Obviously. You don't need to remind me. Even I wouldn't dare offend the Xiao Clan now," Gu He snapped.

"Is it because of Sect Master Yun that you don't like him?" Liu Ling asked curiously.

His teacher's face darkened. He looked ready to kill Liu Ling, who sheepishly fell silent. Liu Ling had grievances of his own: Nalan Yanran, the fairy he had admired for years, had become someone else's... servant.

That was quite a blow.

But after seeing Xiao Yan refine pills a few days ago and witnessing his terrifying skill, Liu Ling had lost the will to complain. So be it. The Jia Ma Empire had plenty of women. His world would keep turning without Nalan Yanran.

Still, he and his teacher really were unlucky.

His teacher had lost face before that fellow and was too ashamed to see Sect Master Yun again.

Inside the courtyard.

Cai Lin and Qing Lin, one grown and one young, circled the Mystic Staff, which stood several meters tall, clicking their tongues in wonder.

"So this is the divine weapon your master gave you?" Cai Lin hesitated, then reached out to touch it.

Strictly speaking, this world had no category of "divine weapons," nor were weapons divided into specific grades. But for a weapon of this caliber, the term hardly felt excessive.

"More or less." Xiao Yan smiled.

It was like the Monkey King's staff, though only today had he noticed what was unusual about it.

It was fascinating. The Mystic Staff would make fighting far easier. He could use it with Heaven-and-Earth Manifestation, and smashing enemies with it would feel