Mo Liancheng pinched her little nose, "This sentence, I believe."
"You believe it?"
"Hmm, from what I hypothesize, the Silence Annihilation Whip is indeed the deadly nemesis of Xuan Cultivators in the world."
"..." Thinking of the whip's special ability to devour Profound Energy, Qu Tan'er smiled.
In the afternoon, before 13:00.
Although the events of the morning caused a slight decrease in the number of applicants compared to the previous day, it still far exceeded twenty people.
Qu Tan'er seemed to have forgotten the morning incident, drawing lots as usual and asking about the compensation for treatment. Today, Mo Liancheng was in a good mood; after making rounds, he treated five more individuals. Naturally, the gains for Qin Ling and Qu Tan'er were substantial. With only two days left for consultations, the Capital was in an uproar.
Very few slots were left, very few.
