The Competitive Rally Among the Clans (1)

Zheng-Fu stood still, saying nothing further. He was too bored to engage in conversation with these people. What he cared about was the effect of the potion that Song-Lang had just consumed. Seeing the results, Zheng-Fu smiled with pride and joy, satisfied that he had accurately estimated the proper dilution of the pill.

If someone below the Nascent Soul stage drank this Purple Heavenly Demon Potion, they could advance to the Immortal stage with just one bottle. With two more bottles, they might easily reach the early Immortal Soul stage. However, one pill could only be diluted into one hundred bottles of potion. Zheng-Fu had already used one Purple Heavenly Demon Divine Pill on himself, one on Jin-Tian, and one for dilution to make the Purple Heavenly Demon Potion, leaving him with only seven pills remaining.