Top Master

"Of course I thought of it for you. I am a genius. How could I not think of it?"    

    

The Purple Crescent struggled to stand firm on its crescent moon. Its small face was filled with pride. "You can use the purple flame to temper your meridians just like before. After the purple flame entered his meridians, it spread out from his body. "When it spreads out, it will burn your internal organs, flesh, and bones. I know that your meridians and body aren't strong enough, so you can't resist the burning of the purple flame. "But you have the Flame Spirit Milk!"    

    

"Here, this is it" The Purple Crescent flew to the top of the shallow pit and leaned on the milky white liquid to take a deep breath. Its small face immediately revealed a look of incomparable enjoyment, "This is Flame Spirit Milk. It can only condense one drop every thousand years. If you are injured, you only need to take one drop and you will recover very soon."    

    

"It is very precious. I will need it for my future cultivation. However, in order to repay my kindness, I will give you half of it. " How about it? You're generous enough, aren't you? "    

    

Zhao Quan suspected that the Flame Spirit Milk was not as exaggerated as the Purple Crescent had described. In order to verify the effect, he extended his left hand out of the protective space of the Fire Avoidance Bead. In the end, in just an instant, his palm was ignited by the purple flames in the air like a wooden stick. He quickly retracted it and the purple flame was extinguished. At this time, most of the skin and flesh on his palm had already been burnt off, and white bones were exposed in many places.    

    

This flame was indeed extraordinary. One should know that although Zhao Quan's body hadn't fully recovered yet, he still wasn't someone ordinary cultivators could compare with.    

    

"I knew you wouldn't believe me. Here, I'll give you half a drop."    

    

The Purple Crescent took out half a drop of Flame Spirit Milk and dripped it on Zhao Quan's hand. The moment the Flame Spirit Milk touched his palm, Zhao Quan felt the intense pain in his palm disappear completely. There was also an indescribable feeling of satisfaction, a very comfortable feeling. The wound on his palm. It was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths' time, his palm had returned to normal. He couldn't see any abnormalities.    

    

"How is it? I didn't lie to you, right?" The Purple Crescent looked at Zhao Quan with its proud little eyes, showing off. "Actually, half a drop is wasted. Just a little bit and your injury will be completely healed, and the effect won't be any worse than it is now."    

    

"The Flame Spirit Milk is indeed amazing, and the effect is also very good." Zhao Quan praised the spirit of the Flame Spirit Milk from the bottom of his heart, but when he thought of what the Purple Crescent said just now, he was a little worried, "Just now, I said that you need to rely on the Flame Spirit Milk to cultivate in the future. Now that you give me half of it, will you still have enough?"    

    

"Hey, are you worried about me? Do you like me? Otherwise, why would you be worried about me? "Don't worry, this half of the Flame Spirit Milk is enough for me to use for hundreds of years. There's no need to consider the matter of a few hundred years."    

    

The Purple Crescent flew to the fingernail sized purple crystal on the ground and said to Zhao Quan with a smile, "This is the essence stored by our Flame Spirits. It is the same as my body. But I don't need it, so I'll give it to you. This is our first meeting, as the boss, I have to give my little brother some gifts, right? "    

    

Boss? " I've lived for tens of thousands of years, I can't be the boss even if I don't want to be the boss? "    

    

"No." [There's no room for discussion?] Otherwise, there won't be any Flame Spirit Milk or Purple Crystal!"    

    

"No discussion." "Alright then... then we can be friends, right?"    

    

"That's fine." "Hehehehe..."    

    

" I'll call you Little Stone from now on. " "Why should I? I've lived for tens of thousands of years, and I'm a Fire Elf!"    

    

"Then what about Little Stone?" ... "Let's call it Little Stone... Can we not add small characters? After all, I have lived for tens of thousands of years."    

    

"Old stone?" [At least you are ruthless...]