How many points could they sell these pills for?
They were going to get rich!
"You made all these in the past few days?" Yue Qiqiao asked in disbelief.
This efficiency was amazing!
If she claimed that these pills were made over two or three months, there would be people who would believe it.
There were too many of them!
At a glance, it was evident that there were quite a few grandmaster-level pills among them. They emitted a shimmering radiance that set them apart from the others.
Could one person refine all of these in just a few days?
"What did you think? Do you believe it now? I haven't been lazing around. I've been working very hard," Wang Teng said, tilting his head.
"I believe you!" Yue Qiqiao nodded fervently. "As expected of the president of the Constellation Society. You're indeed dedicated to our cause. I was wrong, very wrong. Please forgive me, President."
"Well said. Please continue," Wang Teng nodded, showing that he was quite enjoying the praise.
Yue Qiqiao glanced at him speechlessly. She swept the table with her hand and kept all the pills. Then, she smiled mischievously and said, "President, enjoy yourself. I, your unfortunate subordinate, will do the rest of the work for you."
The moment she finished speaking, she disappeared from the hall, leaving only a fragrant breeze behind.
"Erm… Boss, I'm going to help Sister Yue. I will take my leave." Wade noticed that the situation wasn't right so he took the chance to escape.
In the end, only Wang Teng and Boret remained in the hall, staring at each other awkwardly.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})"Ahem… I'm going back to cultivate as well," Boret scratched his crown and said naively.
"Go ahead!" Wang Teng waved his hand tiredly.
These subordinates only remember that he was the president when they needed him. When there was nothing, they were all in a hurry to escape.
The world was cruel!
After sending everyone away, Wang Teng walked up the stairs and went into the bathroom to take a refreshing shower.
Refining pills these past few days had indeed been a bit exhausting. He felt rather moldy.
After the shower, he headed to the cultivation chamber and found Cao Jiaojiao deeply immersed in her cultivation. Judging from her aura, she had reached the seventh level of the cosmos stage, which was one level higher than before.
I locked her up for such a long time but she managed to achieve a breakthrough? Wang Teng's expression turned strange.
Could it be that she loved getting tortured?
The more painful, the happier, and the easier it was to achieve a breakthrough.
Should he give it a try next time?
Wang Teng glanced at Cao Jiaojiao. He didn't disturb her and left directly.
Cao Jiaojiao only advanced recently. Even if he wanted to try, he had to wait for some time or until she encountered a bottleneck.
After all, this was a rather unconventional method!
A while later, Cao Jiaojiao emerged from her state of cultivation, furrowing her brows. Something felt a bit off.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})She instinctively glanced toward the door but there was no one there. Was it just her imagination?
Sigh, being confined for so long had made her a bit absent-minded.
Cao Jiaojiao sighed in her heart. Fortunately, that unbearable experience seemed to have passed. She was about to embrace a new life.
At least she didn't have to be locked up like before with her Force sealed. She couldn't even cultivate previously.
Strangely enough, after her Force had been sealed for a while, her cultivation unexpectedly broke through from the sixth to the seventh level of the cosmos stage.
Was this a good thing?
She wanted to be happy but for some reason, she couldn't.
It was a strange feeling.
…
"Wang Teng, someone is looking for you!"
Wang Teng was preparing to cultivate when Round Ball's voice appeared in his mind.
"Who is it? If it's not important, you don't have to care about it," Wang Teng replied calmly.
"You will want to meet her." Round Ball chuckled.
"Who is it?" Wang Teng was a little curious. Round Ball was still keeping him in suspense so he asked curiously, "Is it a beautiful lady?"
"Well, she's quite a beauty." Round Ball exclaimed softly, "However, she's on the larger side so you might not be able to handle her."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})It floated beside Wang Teng and sized him up strangely.
"I can't handle her? Come on, I was just joking. Larger side? Let her in, I want to see just how 'large' she is." Wang Teng said defiantly.
"I'll let her in then," Round Ball said.
"Wait, who is it?" Wang Teng asked curiously.
"The Solar Dragon Race." Round Ball didn't keep him in suspense any longer and directly revealed the visitor's origin.
"A female from the Solar Dragon Race?" The image of an invincible King Kong Barbie appeared in Wang Teng's mind. He shuddered uncontrollably.
That was scary!
"Shall we let her in?" Round Ball asked with a mischievous smile. It felt that Wang Teng must be afraid.
"Let her in. She's just a lady from the Solar Dragon Race. Why would I be afraid of her? She probably came for the Solar Dragon Race's body. Let me see what she has to say," Wang Teng rubbed his chin and said.
Round Ball nodded and opened the gate.
A tall figure walked in from outside the gate. She enjoyed the scenery of the estate as she strolled in leisurely as if taking a casual stroll in her garden.
"This lady!" Wang Teng stood at the entrance and squinted slightly. He was surprised when he saw the visitor.
She was on the 'larger' side but not a King Kong Barbie.
She could be considered a 'larger' beauty.
With a unique charm.
He didn't expect such a beauty to emerge from the Solar Dragon Race, which was full of muscular men.
Could it be that there was a significant difference between males and females of the Solar Dragon Race?
What surprised Wang Teng even more was the woman's demeanor. She appeared quite composed.
