“Don’t worry, I know what to do.” Yue Yang felt that he would fight with the Thousand Goblins Sect sooner or later. He definitely shouldn’t avoid this battle.
“Seems like there’s some kind of medicine smell…” The old fox smelled the Martial Arts Pill smell the moment he finished relaying the important news.
“Seems like the eighth Innate in Da Xia Kingdom will be born soon…” Yue Yang gave a jade bottle containing the Martial Arts Pill to the old fox. When the old fox heard him, his hands trembled a little as he received the bottle. Pulling the cork and smelling the smell inside, he smelled something that reverberated straight to his soul.