Real. Realer than a goddamn Top-Grade Spirit Stone!
A Fourth Grade Pill Flame... Damn it all, how long has it been? Has it even been two months???
The kid's Elemental Power obviously hadn't even reached the Fifteenth Layer, yet he managed to cultivate a Fourth Grade Pill Flame. In the Holy Hall's hundreds of years of history, no one like him has ever appeared!
'Genius? Pfft! How could such a common word possibly describe him?'
Wang Meng looked at Zhou Feng and quickly hid the wine flask in his robes. "I've already drunk some, so it's useless to snatch it back. As for my skill level, this is it. You'll just have to make do. Besides, we're men. We can't stoop to arguing with a woman, can we?"
Zhou Feng rubbed his face, trying to relax his stiff expression. "You go ahead and eat. I need to use the restroom."
Elder Zhou shut the door, walked behind a nearby latrine, and pumped his fists fiercely. "YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!"
