The Parent of The Man Eatting Vines

In the pitch-black darkness of the first floor…

Murong Qingcheng and Qi Shaofeng were surrounded by a terrifyingly large group of cyan and red vines, and could not even move an inch. The floor of the first-floor was now covered in vine fragments and sticky cyan and red liquid.

“I’ve already taken over a hundred Zhen Qi-replenishing pills in the past three days, and now my Zhen Qi is extremely muddy and I only have less than three percent of my powers left,” Qi Shaofeng said with a bitter smile. Magic medicines were indeed powerful, but no martial artist should take too much of them. In a day, the intake of Zhen Qi-replenishing medicines should be no more than ten, otherwise, the Zhen Qi would become muddy and one’s power would be reduced.