As soon as Su Xiaofan finished speaking, Zhou Xiong's voice sounded outside the door. He stuck his head in from the door and looked at Su Xiaofan pitifully.

"Get out of here, you're a few decades older and you're still acting cute, stop disgusting me."

Su Xiaofan glared at Zhou Xiong angrily, a big man nearly two meters tall. The look he made really made Su Xiaofan have the urge to beat him up.

"Ahem, ancestor, my uncle's disciples are all going to be promoted to King of Martial Arts. How can I still have the dignity to go to the escort agency in the future?"

Zhou Xiong shamelessly ran to Su Xiaofan, "Ancestor, no matter what, I am also the face of the Qingshan Martial Arts School. Without the cultivation of King Wu, wouldn't it be an embarrassment to you, Ancestor Qingshan?"

"That depends on your opportunity."

Su Xiaofan took out a small bag and said: "Divide these soul pills among the martial arts masters who are going this time. If there are none for you, whether you can find a suitable soul pill depends on your luck."

The soul pills used by military commanders and warriors to enhance their spiritual power must be condensed by at least a judge-level Yin Shen, or if they encounter an army of Yin Gods, Su Xiaofan can also condense such a soul pill using Su Xiaofan's methods.

Su Xiaofan had one before, but Su Xiaofan liked Su Zhen's guardian He Gu, so he gave the soul pill to him. Now Su Xiaofan doesn't have one at hand.

The soul pills that Su Xiaofan took out now were refined by some Yin gods that he met along the way. They are not of a very high level and are only suitable for the cultivation of warriors in the martial arts realm.

Moreover, Zhou Xiong's cultivation level is a little worse than that of Zhao Changqing and Hegu. He needs at least three soul pills like Hegu to reach the critical point of being promoted to King of Martial Arts.

"Ancestor, you are lucky, you will definitely meet the Yin God when you go out."

Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Zhou Xiong's eyes suddenly lit up, and even Sun Wu looked at Su Xiaofan. These two people had followed Su Xiaofan, so they naturally knew Su Xiaofan's ability to condense soul pills.

In fact, when Sun Wu reaches the realm of cultivation, he can also refine soul pills through Yin Shen.

However, the soul elixir refined by Sun Wu will lose at least 60% of its soul power, which is far from comparable to the soul elixir refined by Su Xiaofan.

Even when the Great Talisman Master refines the soul elixir, he can only retain at most 50% of Yin Shen's soul power, and sometimes even fails.

Such a thankless thing also made those Martial Kings lose interest in refining soul pills. This is also the reason why soul pills on the market are priceless.

"You brat, do you know how to speak human language? Are you asking me to go out and meet ghosts?"

Su Xiaofan patted Zhou Xiong's head angrily. That guy also knew Su Xiaofan's habits and had already squatted down to make Su Xiaofan pat him more smoothly.

"Thank you Master, this is the luck of those boys."

Sun Wu was much more steady than Zhou Xiong. After looking at the number of soul pills in the bag, he wasn't too surprised.

Sun Wu knew that the effort he put into refining a soul pill only took a few seconds in Su Xiaofan's hands, and it was no different from doing it casually.

"This world is too unfriendly to humans. I hope I can help humans in the future."

Su Xiaofan sighed. Living in this strange space, even he felt helpless, let alone the warriors and ordinary people here.

In the future, after Su Xiaofan perfects the Nine-Nine Mysterious Gong technique, he will spread this technique around.

If a genius can appear in this world in the future and can practice the Nine-Nine Mysterious Skills to the extreme, he can also have the realm of great power from the outside world. Perhaps he can break through the shackles of this space and enter the wider universe.

"My ancestor has a kind heart, I will thank you on behalf of the human race."

While flattering, Zhou Xiong had a questioning look on his face, "Ancestor, why do you always talk about the human race? Could it be that you are not a human race? Are you a demon-god-level demon who infiltrated the human race?"

"Sun Wu, give this kid a good beating. If I were a monster, I would swallow you first."

Su Xiaofan was told by Zhou Xiong that he couldn't laugh or cry. It was unseemly to hit him by himself. Naturally, his disciples would help him in this matter.

"Ancestor, you think I'm talking nonsense, please spare me."

While Zhou Xiong was yelling, Sun Wu picked him up by the neck and lifted him out. The height of nearly two meters was about the same as a child in Sun Wu's hands.
Chapter completed!