'These were top-notch spiritual pills, where did he get them from!?' The Cult Master excitedly thought with his face being overwhelmed with pleasure and anticipation. "Haha! Brilliant! Brilliant! The Elder Master is so thoughtful!” 1
These two pills were the real deal!
Although Darryl was smiling, his heart was secretly hurting as he had refined these for himself later on since the ingredients to make these were too rare and precious! Were it not for those special herbs last night from Circe's villa, he would not be able to refine these.
Regardless, he had no choice since today was the Cult Master's birthday. Had he not shown some kind gestures toward the Cult Master today, the Cult Master might further dislike Darryl.
After gifting the pills, guests made toasts toward the Cult Master who seemed to be pleased and accepted them all as he stomached multiple glasses of drinks. Monica was pleased since it was a festive occasion today and had also drunk quite a lot. Her delicate face gradually turned flush.
After three rounds of drinking.
The Cult Master asked Monica, "Oh yeah, did you find anything from reading the volume?"
Everyone in the hall was high-ranking cultivators and
halted their chopsticks when they heard the book’s name. All of them knew the volume which the Cult Master just mentioned were none other than the Supreme Mystery Scripture!
Monica shook her head, took out the volume, and softly said, "Darling Cult Master, I've been doing some careful reading, but I can't find anything either."
The Cult Master let out a sigh and frowned upon hearing that. "Sigh...the myth had mentioned that within those seven books lies a big secret. If anyone could discover it, the person will be able to rule the world. I've been studying for so long with no luck. I'm surprised my smart and intelligent wife could not find anything either."
Perhaps the myth was not real?
Everyone held their breath upon watching the Cult Master's face being overwhelmed with disappointment.
After a while, White Tiger stood up and said with a respective tone, "Cult Master, could it be that one has t o collect all seven in order to discover the secret?"
The Cult Master's eyes glittered and nodded. Perhaps that was the reason.
Monica, who was by his side nodded. "It's alright, my Cult Master. Now that we have three of them, I believe we'll get hold of the fourth one soon."
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