"This bottle of Foundation Building Pills and this superior Cultivation Technique are my wedding gifts to you!"
Zhao Tianxia took the bottle of pills and the Cultivation Technique from his subordinate, saying, "Marry me, the last good man of this century!"
His eyes pleaded earnestly. Under his gaze, Guli Weileng finally reached out and took the bottle of pills and the Cultivation Technique.
"What? Could it be that she agreed?"
Seeing this, many of the Immortal Seekers below the high platform sighed. They thought to themselves, A beautiful flower is about to be planted on a pile of cow dung. Zhao Tianxia had talent but no virtue; such a person was nothing more than cow dung.
Only Zhao Tianxia was ecstatic. Tonight, I'll finally get a taste of this swan meat! A smug smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
However, what happened next left him dumbfounded.
"Disgusting!" Guli Weileng's face was like ice as she hurled the bottle of pills to the ground.
