He subconsciously swallowed.
Like a desperate traveler in the desert finally seeing an oasis, even his soul was restless.
His throat was dry, saliva secreting.
Gu Jianlin felt an indescribable urge to gulp down these three vials of potion immediately.
Even the reflection of the Black Qilin on the dark computer screen seemed to raise its head sharply.
The golden vertical pupils were filled with hunger.
Gu Jianlin had a premonition that this Spiritual Secret Medicine might be the key to alleviating his hunger!
Back then, when he used Ancient Divine Language in the Ancient Tomb, it caused his own weakness and hunger.
So it was only natural to replenish spirituality!
However, he remained cautious and first checked the formula.
"Ingredients for CMJ113 potion: Ancient Spiritual Essence, resin from a thousand-legged tree, petals of a Bloody Manjusha, Fallen Essence, scales from the Qilin Clan, ten-thousand-year-old Ascender's Bone Powder."