"Ouch, don't break it with force!"
The Medicine Spirit repeatedly begged for mercy, twisting its body endlessly inside the Immortal Pill.
"I believe that even if you don't tell me, if I consume you, the life force within you should sustain me for a while."
Seeing the Medicine Spirit trying to stall, Ning Qi raised his arm directly.
Preparing to swallow it.
"I say, don't be hasty, I just woke up, shouldn't I have some time to clear my head?"
The Medicine Spirit quickly explained, begging, "Big brother, please be lenient."
"Then speak!"
Ning Qi stopped, threatening, "Don't blame me for being rude if you keep delaying."
"There, under the alchemy furnace, open it!"
"Inside, there's a thousand-year-old Red Lotus. Consuming it won't just cure this poison."
"In the future, poisons that threaten Immortal power will be ineffective against you."
The Medicine Spirit pointed forward at the alchemy furnace with its tiny fingers inside the Immortal Pill, speaking to Ning Qi.
