Separated by a layer of semi-transparent misty barrier, Yuan Hao and Yuan He watched the black-clothed cultivator sitting dazedly on the bed in the prison cell. After a while, True Man Yuan He hesitantly spoke: "This person is rather prosperous-looking."
"He was just plumped up over the past couple of days," Yu Sheng casually remarked from the side, "I heard they're feeding him over a dozen types of pills a day. Those things are nutritious and easily absorbed, and someone helps with refining..."
Master Yuan Hao pondered briefly and then turned to look at Yuanling: "Junior Brother, is there a possibility that you could condense the pills you use to deal with evil path prisoners, make their effects more potent, and save yourself some trouble?"
