After three days, Su Zimo finally refined a cauldron of Spirit Gathering Elixirs with a perfect elixir!
He placed that perfect elixir carefully into a jade bottle and kept it in his storage bag.
Little crane was trapped by the Smoke Gathering Formation for the past three days and was unable to escape. It was also hoarse after crying for three days and nights. By now, it was sprawled on the ground in a despondent manner, looking at Su Zimo pitifully.
Su Zimo came before the Smoke Gathering Formation and looked at little crane with a fake smile. "Stupid bird, you know how strong I am now?"
Little crane nodded hurriedly and let out a look of awe.
Su Zimo was unmoved.
This stupid bird had a high status and had never suffered before in the sect - there was no way it was going to give in so easily.
If Su Zimo let it go, it might even come back and cause a greater ruckus!