Salty Fish Army Leader

"Senior brother, brooms can't fly!"
"I was thinking a bit of mana would do the trick."
"Senior brother, what's the deal with uranium ore and herbs?"
"I was thinking I could rub up a nuclear reactor."
"……"
"How did you manage to do it?"
"Nothing's too difficult if you're willing to think it through!"
Song Yin addressed his junior brothers, "As long as you think it through, that's enough. Leave the rest to the all-powerful mana. Do you juniors agree?"
The junior brothers bowed their heads, "Senior brother is right!"

Elder Martial Brother is Always Right

In the Pill Furnace, several people kept waking up only to faint again, and vice versa.


Mostly, pain woke them, but once awake they couldn't endure the agony and would pass out once more.


They had no idea how long they had been in the Pill Furnace; all they felt was time flying by, each breath feeling interminably long.


But the crucial thing was, they just couldn't die.


When Jin Guang came to, he clearly saw that at least half of the medicinal herbs in the furnace were gone. If half the herbs were gone, did that mean their flesh and skin had been refined?


No, that wasn't right. If half were gone, even their bones should have been refined by now.


He wanted to look down at his own body, but his hands and feet were bound, making it impossible to even lower his head. He could only endure the suffering.


"Master, Disciple, are you holding up okay?"


Chapter 162: Bestowing, Growing, Becoming Stronger