Blood Demon Pavilion

A cold mist lingered in Su Qian's phoenix eyes. It was as if she was looking at a miserable clown as she quietly watched Ancestor Su's every move.

Xiao Yan sat at the side and watched quietly. He observed Su Qian's expression and knew very well that his Qian'er had more surprises waiting for him.

"Everyone, quiet down." On the stage, Ancestor Su held his head high and let out a breath of relief. He had not been so carefree for a long time. It was as if the breath that had been stuck in his chest had finally been exhaled. He laughed with a red face, "I believe that everyone has heard of the Dragon Flame Elixir. This elixir is extremely divine. It is a sacred medicine for healing. No matter how serious the injury is, even if the body is poisoned and struggling to survive, as long as there is one last breath left, the Dragon Flame Elixir can cure it. Whoever possesses this elixir is like having an extra life..."