Song Yin had not yet had the chance to feel the changes in his body when he saw the scene before him. Startled, he leaped up and helped Jin Guang, who had just fallen to the ground. “Master! Master, what’s wrong with you?” Faced with Song Yin's concern, Jin Guang just murmured, “My pill, my precious pill.” “Master,” Song Yin was touched; seeing how much his master cherished the precious medicine, it was indeed valuable. “Master, the pill is done. Look at me, I am the best treasure pill!” Song Yin tried to comfort him. He would have been better off not saying that because as soon as he did, Jin Guang spat out another mouthful of blood. He opened his eyes full of ferocity and then quickly closed them again. He had no choice but to close them because this guy’s eyes were like the sun, so bright he couldn’t keep his eyes open. He turned his head away and opened his eyes in a different direction, and at the same time, the veins on the back of his hand bulged. His five fingers clenched, ...

Dilapidated buildings, strange statues, medicine racks filled with organs and skulls, and this furnace that looked like a steamer, along with his master's current sombre expression.\ Song Yin's gaze was deep as he said calmly, "Master, I wanted to mention earlier that this place doesn't seem righteous." Jin Guang's impatient heart sank to the bottom. Damn! He had forgotten about the medicine rack. Usually, he would tidy up the items on the medicine rack, but the scene of him killing Zhao Yuanhua was so shocking that it made him forget about it. "Yin’er, listen to your master explain!" [T/N: Yin’er= endearing way to call song yin] Jin Guang said in a fluster, forming a hand seal with his hand. Jin Guang said in a flustered voice while formed a seal with his hans. "No need to explain, Master, I already understand clearly," Song Yin said in a deep voice. To fail at the last moment, ah his heart felt like it was bleeding! A fierce expression su...