This 'I'm not willing to force you' was probably what Bai Yi had been telling him all this time.
Zhao Wuji watched as Lao Bai walked down elixir peak step by step, his pace slow. He directly indicated to the alchemists from the South Pill Hall that they should start refining the pills first, with no time limit.
Zinsen and the others looked at each other and saw the mockery in each other's eyes.
"I guess the northern sword immortal sect knows their own limitations. If we can concoct the Supreme elixir, they won't fight with us and will only give up." Zinsen spoke, looking very clear.
The others nodded in agreement.
"Yes. This way, the northern sword immortal sect can save a lot of face." Nanyuan's voice was loud and impolite.
The disciples of the northern sword immortal sect were furious, but they didn't dare to say anything. After all, they were indeed the weaker party.
"In my opinion, we should just surrender. Why waste time?"