Wu Sida stood up from his chair.
He stretched his limbs and circulated his Primordial Power. Everything seemed to have returned to normal, though some black and red lines and wounds on his body had yet to disappear.
However, those marks didn't seem to be a major issue anymore. Even his leg, which had long lost all feeling, had sensation again.
"Thank you for saving my life, Master Cai!"
Realizing he was cured, Wu Sida excitedly thanked Cai Tong.
But Cai Tong replied unhurriedly, "There's no need for thanks. Treating Inner and Outer Sect disciples is the duty of our Pill Institute."
"However... the Cyan Extreme Pill requires precious Spiritual Medicines, and its refining process is quite complex."
"Seeing as you are all disciples of the Saint Extreme Sect, I won't ask for too much. Let's say two million Primordial Spirit Liquid for each Cyan Extreme Pill."
Two million Primordial Spirit Liquid!
Wu Sida's expression froze, and then his eyelids began to twitch violently.
