The man with the broken leg watched as his last straw, his only reliance, died, throwing his heart into total turmoil.
He hastily took out an exquisite jade bottle from his body, opened the bottle, and the strong fragrance of the elixir wafted out. He pleaded earnestly, "No, no... please don't kill me... I was wrong... This bottle of elixir I carry is a valuable treasure... consider it my atonement... Could you spare me...?"
Ren Feifan looked at the jade bottle in the hands of the crippled man. The fragrance of the elixir was indeed rich.
Any other person would have been moved, but would Ren Feifan?
Of course not!
Because he was an alchemist himself!
He despised all the elixirs in Huaxia!
Without any hesitation, Ren Feifan fired a stream of True Qi directly. Soon, the jade bottle turned into a pile of powder, and the elixir scattered in the air.
"You thought your petty elixir could spare your life, in your dreams! Even if you had an elixir of immortality, I would destroy it!"