"So it turns out Grandpa Tree has already cultivated a Sixth-Grade Divine Soul, which means the Snake Emperor must also be at least a Sixth-Grade Divine Soul. Such a super first-grade expert—no wonder I can't afford to mess with them right now."
Wang Wu sighed deeply, gaining a clearer understanding of his own positioning.
Resist arrogance and impatience, continue to lie low.
At this moment, after sorting out his thoughts, Wang Wu took out Madam Yu's small tripod, drank three big gulps of spirit liquid, and began his journey of upgrading demon pills, destined to be luxurious and enormously consuming.
In fact, on a technical level, there's no problem, and the core principle doesn't require any extraordinary talent, just one word: Money-burning!
Burn money, burn money, burn money!
Just like how he was able to cultivate two Ruyi Demon Pills back in the day.
Is his aptitude that much higher than Xiong Shiliu's or Yuan Bupu's?
