"Bang!"
A palm struck down.
With eyes filled with unwillingness.
Zhao Xingjin still collapsed to the ground, gradually losing all signs of life.
Watching the floating streaks of light drifting out from the body, Ye Liuyun didn't hesitate for a moment and collected them right away.
Another gold talent tag!
Zhao Xingjin's alchemy talent—Ye Liuyun wasn't about to let it slip by.
Although it couldn't directly boost his cultivation, having it was definitely better than nothing. Besides, it was free; who wouldn't take it?
As for a Pill Fire talent like the Nether Bone Fire—
Ye Liuyun lifted his hand and lightly rubbed his fingers together.
A faint green flame blazed briefly between Ye Liuyun's fingertips.
Unlike the sensation of being burned, now that the Nether Bone Fire belonged to him, Ye Liuyun realized the flame carried no chill—instead, it felt intimately familiar.
"Not bad!"
Ye Liuyun was more than satisfied with this haul.
