"Hahaha... The hatred between me and the Xia family is irreconcilable. I intend to kill his entire family, but has he ever spared a thought about not peeling my skin, pulling my tendons, or dismantling my bones?"
Wei Chuan laughed heartily, but his ice-blue eyes remained cold and indifferent, and he said icily: "Old Mo, you are indeed as hypocritical as ever!"
"But I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense!"
"I know Xia Mingyang recently acquired a Seventh Grade Spirit Medicine, the Flood Dragon Blood Vine. He specifically invited you to refine a Flood Dragon Blood Pill for him, so he can achieve Great Success in Blood Transformation! Solidifying his foundation! This way, he might truly have a chance to establish his Dao Foundation and attain the Celestial Human Realm in the future! He may even return to his mountain sect and gain the respect of the sect elders, seizing great power!"
"But I refuse to let him have his way!"
