"But... Even if I'm stuck in a bottleneck, I won't go to the Blood Battle, I'll just slowly exhaust myself..."
Aaron put away the magic weapon longsword, preparing to sell it in a few days, secretly making up his mind, "As for the spirit pills? I really don't have any..."
When he left the refining room, he found a flickering flame moving back and forth in the cave mansion hall, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab it.
A large hand made of magic power caught the flame, and Zhong Wuyou's voice came from it, as it was a sound transmission talisman.
"So, it's Little Zhong, haha... He tried to test me before, and now he finally can't hold back?"
Aaron was feeling bored while in seclusion, because he was already at the bottleneck where every day spent outside playing and comprehending the Dao might make it easier to break through.