chapter 94 When you see the light again, can you be my godson?

Christian West glanced at him and didn't care.

He took the blood-activating pills he had made before and fed them into the blind old woman's mouth.

This blood-activating pill is relatively low-end, not because his alchemy skills are not good, but because the medicinal materials used before are mediocre and they are refined in a clay pot.

As a result, the quality is only 120% of the original, which is of little help to the improvement of the practitioner's cultivation,...