You Killed My Disciple!
'Damn it! Damn it all! Why am I unable to catch up with her?! I should have prowess comparable to someone at the peak of the Earth Spirit Realm right now, yet I cannot catch someone who is at the True Spirit Realm?!' Mao Yijun cried inwardly as he continuously chased Hong Yu'er around the stage as though it was a game of cat and mouse.
"Is Sister Yu'er trying to stall time and let the pill kill him?" Su Yin mumbled loudly.
"Not only that, but when he dies, she will not be blamed for his death, as we have all witnessed that she hasn't touched him at all," he said.
"How long do you think it will take before the pill takes that disciple's life?" Liu Lanzhi asked him.
Su Yang narrowed his eyes at the Mao Yijun for a moment before speaking, "His eyes are already bloodshot. I will give him 10 more minutes before his life runs out. Of course, that is if they only run around. If that disciple starts using techniques, it will shorten that time."