"Everyone, I apologize, but I currently don't have any Concentration Pills on me."
Faced with everyone clamoring to exchange Desolate Energy for Concentration Pills, Mo Wangchen simply smiled faintly.
In fact, it wasn't that he no longer had any Concentration Pills.
Rather, he simply didn't want to take them out, as he wasn't lacking in Desolate Energy at the moment.
On the contrary, after selling Concentration Pills at the Pill Tower and what he received from the Mingshen Clan, Mo Wangchen now had nearly a million catties of Desolate Energy.
Each time he refined it, he could extract at most ten thousand catties; the Desolate Energy he possessed was enough to last him a long time.
"Master Mo, why hide it? You surely have extra Concentration Pills. I live in the Chenxiang Palace south of the Divine Palace and wish to invite Master Mo over tonight to discuss life."
A woman spoke with a laugh, winking at Mo Wangchen, her eyes bright and charming, exuding an enchanting allure.
