Chapter 402: Wang Xianer

On Longchi Mountain, Minard Qin and Ning Ziyang sat facing each other, with a pot of hot tea boiling with spiritual liquid. Ning Ziyang tasted it lightly, and immediately felt his pores open up and he felt refreshed. It was as if what he drank was not tea but a panacea. Even the grain of sand-sized pill in his dantian was trembling and growing slightly bigger. After the aftertaste died down, Ning Ziyang looked at the spiritual liquid in the pool in disbelief. "This pool of spiritual liquid is...