C1127 Jiang Ziya's Blood

When this Nine Revolution Golden Pill was being nurtured in the pill furnace, the mist that it spewed out carried a sweet scent like that of an orchid or a plum blossom. It condensed into auspicious clouds in the air, like dragons and tigers galloping. It was strong and forceful, like the blooming of a hundred flowers, sweet and delicious.

However, at this critical moment