C57 Breakthrough

The Marrow-Cleansing Pill I needed was among them!

Fu Chengyang could glean the gist of his life's script. He had been frail and often ill, relying on these medicinal pills for survival. Now that he had passed on, the pills were meaningless. It seemed only right to leave them to the person before him as a token of gratitude.

Without reservation, Fu Chengyang claimed the items for himself