"Blood Fire Shura Pill! This is the pill you Shura give to people on death row. Why would you dare recommend such a pill to me?!"
When Mao Shi looked at the blood-red pill atop his palm, strong killing intent flickered in his eyes. He balled the hand into a fist, and his true energy surged, reducing the blood-red pill to dust.
After that, he hurled the jade pill bottle back to the old man, who had a hunch back.
The old man's wrinkly face contorted slightly, and his eyes narrowed into slits as he caught the jade pill bottle.
"Since you already know about the Blood Fire Shura Pill, then you should clearly understand its effects, right? Right now, this is the elixir most suitable to help you. You should already understand this clearly," said the old man, with a slight smile.
