C667 Qin Ming Refined the Pills

Qin Ming caught the scent and rose to his feet, taking in the aroma before remarking, "Is the refining complete? Hmm... Three high-grade Spirit Concentrating Pills, that's pretty good."

"Time to get up and concede defeat already! The sooner it's over, the sooner we can all head back to sleep," the old man in white said with a sideways glance at Qin Ming