e.Two hours later, the familiar scent wafted in again. Lu Xia Tian's heart clenched. If he failed this time, he would have to sell the remaining twenty talismans in his hand just to continue refining...already felt blocked and humiliated.The murderous infant monk roared, his teeth biting through his tongue tip, spitting out a clump of essence blood. The essence blood divided into dozens of parts in...