C946 Tragedy

"What's going on?" Wei Jingyan sat on the ground in a sorry state. He used his hands to support his forehead, his face contorted in an unsightly manner.

He looked at the broken bowl, then back at the panic-stricken Qingwu Jie. After a moment, his heart turned as cold as the winter. "What exactly did you put in the Golden Cicada's purple spirit juice?"

Despite his cultivation base