Seeing this scene, the other beasts were so frightened that they urinated on the spot, wishing they could grow two more legs and disappeared without a trace.
Meng Chuan nodded secretly. The last time he tasted it, it was quite good. He would roast it again another day.
With the little interlude over, Meng Chuan calmed his mind and observed his palm.
He immediately discovered that the pills, aside from being scorching hot, looked very different from before.
"There's a new pattern... Hmm? Why is it a tiger?"
The patterns weaved and outlined, with three crimson red dragons entwining around a crouching tiger that was even more vividly red.
The fierce tiger seemed to be pretending to sleep, its half-squinting eyes glowing with a hidden bright light, perfectly merging with the pill.
An intense and pure yang aura rushed into his nostrils. Caught off guard, Meng Chuan's eyes turned red, and his breathing became heavier...
Plop——
Water splashed everywhere.
