Although Mo Qi had shown a certain degree of talent and skill, in Wei Chunqiu's eyes, he was still just a junior cultivator in the Vajra Realm.
A destroyed Dantian was an age-old problem.
If it could be easily healed, people wouldn't grow pale just talking about it.
Wei Chunqiu believed Mo Qi was just trying to comfort Gu Peng.
"I trust my Master!" Xiao Zhang declared with conviction.
He knew full well what a destroyed Dantian entailed, but he simply believed Mo Qi could do it.
He didn't know why, either. It was just an innate, heartfelt trust.
The other powerhouses from the Demon Sect didn't say anything, but from the way they pursed their lips and shook their heads, it was clear they agreed with Wei Chunqiu.
"Here, eat this."
Mo Qi took out an off-white Medicinal Pill and handed it to Gu Peng.
Just as Gu Peng took it and was about to pop it into his mouth, he caught the familiar fragrance of rice.
