C47 Inner Sect Alchemy

"You, come with me." The moment the young cultivator's words left his mouth, it immediately attracted countless gazes of dissatisfaction. The young cultivator snorted coldly, and directly took the spirit medicine in the Xiao Mo's hands. He swept his eagle eye over everyone except for the old woman, who avoided his gaze.

Xiao Mo never thought that this youth would be so tyrannical