"At last, it's done. Thank you, Yuan Qiu Daoist friend," Shen Luo sighed with relief and expressed his gratitude.
"The effect of the Mad Powdered Butterfly's scales lasts only half a moment. If you have anything to ask, Friend Shen, it's best to hurry. Once the time is up, this man's divine soul will quickly recover," Yuan Qiu said.
Shen Luo nodded, waved to send Yuan Qiu away, and began to interrogate the golden-skinned man's divine soul.
"Is that Ten Thousand Poisons Pearl your son carries given to him by you?"
"Yes... I gave it to him for self-protection. With this pearl, he can neutralize all poisons..." the golden-skinned man said in a monotone voice.
"Where did you get this pearl from? Do you know its origin?" Shen Luo's gaze intensified as he continued to ask.