Spirit pills were valuable treasures. Even a first rank spirit pill was a priceless treasure and could not be measured with money. Fifth rank spirit pills were even more rare. The entire Jin Dynasty wouldn’t have more than a few.

Monk Jiu Rou simply took out the fifth rank spirit pill to lure Feiyun. He didn’t give it to him because he was afraid this little brat would leave without returning.

At this moment, Feng Feiyun had gotten a fourth rank spirit pill and three drops of spirit spring water so he was already extremely happy. Naturally, he didn’t care about other matters of this petty monk.

“Young Benefactor, remember this well: within seven days you must return; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable. Should you fail, blood will flood the rivers and bodies will cover the mountains…”

“Okay, okay. So to speak, when it comes to eating humans, you pick the soft and delicious parts. When capturing...