C2729 What Kind of Joke Is This?

"Do you want to give yourself to me?" Zhou Ying asked.

"How can I do that? The Immortal Medicine grows too slowly. If I cut my own body and leave only the stem, how can I cross the calamity and escape the apocalypse?" The Immortal Medicine shook its head.

"Then how are you going to give it to me?"

"I'll give you the Immortal Medicine Liquid if you give me two jade jars