Chapter 688: Selling Counterfeit Elixirs

At the moment, there didn't seem to be much time for training. The radiant glow of the stone wall subsided, and all eyes turned towards Gene Mormont. "I wonder what benefits Senior Uncle Gene obtained." "Who knows what terrifying martial arts or cultivation methods are hidden within that stone wall." "Senior Uncle Gene is so fortunate." "Whatever was inside must be extraordinary. If only I could have obtained it." The surrounding disciples envied and speculated that Gene must have acquired something...