LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.

LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
337. THE PILL KING ROUND BEGINS.


When he stopped, Xiao Ya was overjoyed, and smiled, “Grandmaster Song, are you ready?


Then please go back to your place and start the purification. Everyone is waiting for you.”


Frowning, Tan Wen Hong turned to Xiao Ya and his ring flickered, Tan Wen Hong,


“My storage ring is packed already, can you bring me another one?”


Surprisingly, Xiao Ya almost fainted. The audience's face froze.


Song Grandmaster, you are too shameless!


“No, Drifting Flowers Edifice does not provide storage ring.” Xiao Ya roared.


Glancing at him, Tan Wen Hong snorted helplessly, “What seven Noble Houses? Very stingy!”


Xiao Ya almost spurted blood. Thank goodness he choked on words and blood stayed inside.


He glared at Tan Wen Hong with such hatred that he wished he could tear her apart.


You used us and still dare to call us stingy? Is there anyone in the world more shameless than you?


Looking at the cabinets, most of them empty, leaving only 1st and 2nd grade materials. Xiao Ya almost cried.


These materials require Drifting Flowers Edifice a full year to collect!


Some of them were almost a hundred years old before being harvested. However, everything was wiped clean by that damn thing.


Drifting Flowers Edifice aims to show off their power by


let the participants choose their materials. But then, this fool came and caught them all.


Just wait, boy. If you don't make ten thousand pills, I'll rip you off the new one!


Xiao Ya glared at Tan Wen Hong with all her might to comfort her bleeding heart.


His small and almost mortal respect that he had for her earlier was now burning in the flames of anger and hatred.


This punk


Tan Wen Hong had better things to do than care about his opinion.


He scratched his nose and went to his place.


What is famous when real things are more valuable, he-he-he…


On the porch, Xie Tianyang was piqued by his actions, then asked, “Older Jiu, I heard you and the boy have come to be allies.


All of his materials must have come from the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion. Why does he look so poor? He was even moved by those grade-1 materials! ”


“Huh, when talking about greedy people, even a needle on the ground can move them.” Long Kui scolded.


Xie Tianyang raised his eyebrows while thinking.


Well, that's absolutely true. With the character of this brat, wherever he went, there was no grass left.


Long Jiu muttered softly but actually agreed with Long Kui's assessment,


“What little Kui said is not without wisdom. This kid must be greedy.


We can only provide 4th class at most.


But for some reason, the officer in charge of giving him the materials suddenly gave out 5th class materials as well, and a great many.


“We then questioned the old and loyal officer but he would rather be blamed for smuggling the ingredients than say anything.


Ha-ha-ha, that boy must have a way with people!” Long Jiu laughed. But his eyes are very dignified.


Xie Tianyang muttered, “Sial, I know this brat is cruel to everyone, enemies and friends. But he could even dig out the corner stone of the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion?”


“It's not accurate. Officers are still fine, working for our home as we speak. Even he had no idea what possessed him back then to help the boy out! ”


Shuddering, Xie Tianyang and Jian Suifeng looked at each other as they were immersed in deep thought.


They, who had a certain understanding of Tan Wen Hong, were now revising their opinion of him.


We should not, however, act too friendly with him when we interact.


Or he'll dig everything out of our house.


The supervisors were too focused on what was happening in the arena to pay attention to their discussions. With each empty cupboard, their hearts were bleeding even harder.


As the son-in-law of the Drifting Flowers Edifices, he did not show the slightest restraint when picking up our belongings.


But he even went as far as leaving nothing behind!


The eyes of the angel Chu Qingcheng now had a rare sign of killing intent.


Rotten boy, isn't yours mine? What are you taking everything for? You will return it soon…


Xiao Ya took a deep breath to suppress her anger.


Boring his eyes to Tan Wen Hong, he shouted at the ten participants,


“With everyone ready, Pill King round will start.”


Yuan Qi flames were ignited one after another.


However, Tan Wen Hong did not move.


Xiao Ya gnashed her teeth and spat out,


“Song Grandmaster, don't forget, you have to fix all the ingredients!”


Snorting, Tan Wen Hong smiled disdainfully.


You daft? I'm not that stupid! Wait for me to be crowned Pill King, take my reward, then pass through the city. What are you going to do next?


The explosion!


Like the roar of a huge beast, the sound of a blood-colored flame shook everything as it reached the sky.


As soon as it appeared, the alchemists close to it made their flames shrivel.


Squinting his eyes, Tan Wen Hong laughed coldly inside.


Huh, that old fool finally plans to show his true skill…