946: The Arrogance of Medicine God Valley

Qin Ziyu was in a dilemma—accepting wasn't right, refusing wasn't right—and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

Although he had won earlier, his strength wasn't remarkable. The opponent's cultivation level might have been similar, but their aura was far more imposing.

Judging by this alone, he likely wasn't the opponent's match. Yet, if he withdrew from the battle platform, not only would others belittle him, but he would lose respect for himself.

"Give me an hour to recover," Qin Ziyu said, panting slightly.

"Of course. I have some mid-grade Divine Essence Liquid here—you'll recover faster if you take it."

What a lavish gesture.

As expected of Medicine God Valley—mid-grade Divine Essence Liquid, offered so casually.

Was this just for show?

But no one could openly criticize them for it. People from Medicine God Valley were simply this extravagantly generous, and no one could do anything about it.

If you have the ability, then offer something better yourself.