Demonic Appraisal Association

"Liang Laosan, how did you end up this way?" Elder Zhou asked. His hand moved to produce a pill, which he fed to Liang Laosan.

Elder Zhou's pills were incredibly unique; its size was larger than your average pill and there appeared to be movement on the inside.

After consuming the pill, Liang Laosan seemed to be in better shape. He could even sit up on his own now. 

"Elder Zhou, I've been plotted against. As peers of the Demonic Appraisal Association, you must not stand by and watch," Liang Laosan said through gritted teeth after regaining some strength.

"Speak slowly. There's no need for haste. Where is your pet beast?" Elder Zhou asked.

"It died. I was lucky to have used a substitution spell so that my pet beast could resist those strange flames for me. Otherwise, I fear that wouldn't have made it back here alive." As if he had just recalled some horrible experience, there was a visible look of fear, as well as anxiety on Liang Laosan's face.