"Dan Demon, Dan Demon, if I had a Dan Demon in my possession, I could hope to become part of the White Jade Palace. Then, I would truly be one of the Divine Clan."
Mr. Yan said smugly.
The human skin draped over him sighed.
...
East Market Street, inside the Jingyi Shop,
Zhou Xuan and the others, after dinner, each went about their own tasks.
Zhao Wuya and Li Changxun continued to delve into the Alchemy Scripture. These two were clearly outsiders, yet they had confidence comparable to experts,
For some alchemy theories, no matter how Alchemist Bai Lu refuted them, they could always argue forcefully.
Of course, in such debates, the louder one's voice, the more logical one's argument seemed. Zhao and Li's voices were naturally louder than that of Alchemist Bai Lu, so Alchemist Bai Lu was often rebuked by them until his face turned red.
Yun Ziliang sat in a rocking chair, listening to the newly upgraded player, lost in the lazy singing.
