Watching Taoist Fire Dragon getting so excited that he seemed like he could drown himself with his own saliva, Ning Fan weakly said, "But I didn't think it was that difficult, I usually just take it directly."
"Oh! I forgot, this is the elixir you refined."
Taoist Fire Dragon's old face blushed with embarrassment, and then he muttered, "You're really wasting precious resources."
"Wasting precious resources!"
Ning Fan's expression turned peculiar.
"If the old Taoist knew I ate Qi Replenishing Pills like candy, I wonder if he'd freak out."
To prevent Taoist Fire Dragon's blood pressure from getting too high and making him pass out, Ning Fan decided to keep his mouth shut and put on a learned expression.
"Little friend, your elixir..."
Taoist Fire Dragon shook his head, not knowing how to describe it.
"Do you feel something's not quite right?"
Ning Fan joked, "You wouldn't think I'm fooling you with poison, would you, Taoist Priest?"
