The time has come to the fourth day.
Han Yu was woken up early in the morning by the Artifact Spirit, this guy was eager to see the result, whether it works or not, today will be the last attempt.
It was very nervous, and Han Yu was very nervous too.
Therefore, the cultivators who were called early in the morning also became visibly uneasy.
Although their Tower Master said it was to wait for an opportunity.
Just take a pill! Some of the brothers in the tower had the same experience, but why did his situation seem different?
Why does this legendary pharmacist look at him with an expression that seems resigned to fate?
Could it be that I have a terminal illness?
Impossible, I am still a cultivator, even if my cultivation is weak, it's unlikely to have a terminal disease... right?
"Mr. Han, am I beyond saving... boo hoo!"
The small cultivator collapsed emotionally and couldn't stop crying, grabbing Han Yu's hand and refusing to let go.
"What did you say?"
