C676 Itchy

"Ah! My heart itches! My limbs, my head, they're all itching!" The elder in the white robe had lost all interest in pill refining. His entire body was consumed by an itch he couldn't control, rendering him incapable of continuing his work.

He now realized that Qin Ming's words were true; the poison had fully taken hold of him.

"I don't want to die. I am a Pill Saint