Chapter 9: Bone Marrow Pills.
The pills materialized from the system in shimmering flashes of light, five neat rows, each bottle perfectly aligned on the table before Fang Yuan like a miniature army awaiting orders.
He blinked, slowly reached out, uncorked one of the jade vials, and gave it a cautious sniff.
His eyes widened when he realised they were real.
Genuine.
High-purity, spirit-concentrated cultivation pills.
Fang Yuan’s expression melted into something dangerous, somewhere between lunacy and bliss. Like a man who had just fallen hopelessly in love... with treasure.
But the moment was cruelly short-lived.
The door creaked open behind him.
And the two lovebirds entered: Fang Tian and Fang Mei, walking in like guilty kittens who had just knocked over an expensive vase.
Instantly, Fang Yuan’s entire body straightened.
The crazed grin vanished, replaced by the solemn, weary look of an elder about to pass final judgment on two unruly juniors.