Xu Ming took the Storage Bag, his Divine Thought sensed it for a while, and his expression began to turn peculiar.
"Big Brother, there's no problem with me consuming these during cultivation, right?" Xu Ming's scalp tingled a bit as he looked at the thousands of bottles of Spirit Pills inside the Storage Bag.
"We're just getting started. Do you know the legend of the first Saint Level Alchemist of our Human Clan?" Xu Feng's lips curved up slightly.
"The legend says this alchemist had unmatched talent in alchemy from a young age, and he reached the status of a Saint Level Alchemist within just a hundred years."
"His brother, on the other hand, had Five Spirit Roots, and his qualifications and comprehension were so low that he was almost a cripple."
"Yet, being a loving elder brother, he forcibly used Holy Pills to let his brother leap out of the river of time and achieve Daluo."