Medicine God.
Exhibition hall.
Everyone gathered in front of a display case.
Inside the display case was a fist-sized golden orb.
On the golden orb, there also writhed a giant dragon with bared fangs and brandished claws, emitting waves of draconic might.
Several Level 8 Medicine Immortals stood by, not even blinking, staring fixedly at the golden orb, drool trickling down the corners of their mouths.
They looked exactly like lechers upon seeing a beauty, gourmands upon seeing a delicacy... such was the expression they wore.
Sadly, the conditions laid out by Li Yunyang meant they were destined to have no chance with the golden orb.
Also in front of the display case were Li Yunyang, Kula, the Old Devil, and others.
Li Yunyang held Kula's hand, softly comforting her, "Don't worry! You will be fine, I promise you."
Kula nodded repeatedly, touched, feeling how wonderful it was to have him in her life.
