At these words, Ma Hongjun lowered his head, his fists cracking as he clenched them. Of course, he understood that this method of increasing his strength would overdraw his potential, but Worton and the others' contemptuous gazes were simply too much for him to endure.
Besides, it was possible that he would never encounter the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower before the day he died. If that really happened, then experiencing cultivation and strength close to their peak before his death might not be a bad choice.
"Tang San, tell me honestly. How likely is it that we'll find the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower?"
Tang San's gaze narrowed slightly. It seemed the other man had already realized that he had been fobbing him off all along. But at this point, there was no need to hide it anymore.
"Not very likely. Every Immortal Herb is a divine treasure born from the blessings of heaven and earth, something that can only be encountered by chance. If there isn't one in the Volcano Cluster east of the town, then I can't think of anywhere else on the entire continent where the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower would be able to grow."
"Heh, I knew it."
Ma Hongjun laughed at himself. He had no intention of blaming Tang San. At least the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower was not something Tang San had fabricated, an item that existed only in his imagination.
After a long while, Ma Hongjun raised his head again. A hint of longing appeared in his eyes as he looked at Tang San.
"Tang San, you should be able to convert that man's corpse into energy to help me increase my cultivation, right?"
Tang San was delighted inwardly. As long as the other man experienced a rapid increase in strength once, he was confident he could make