"Although I don't care much, it's better if trivial matters don't occur," Xu Zimei replied.
"Of course," Feng Buxiu chuckled, turning to Xie Changliu and retrieving a pill from his pocket.
The pill was stored inside an exquisitely crafted box.
Its surface was adorned with a pattern of twin dragons swirling.
"This is the Great Restoration Pill. Consuming it instantly restores your injuries. A small gift, please don't refuse."
"Take it, this should indeed be given," Xu Zimei waved his hand and remarked.
He raised his eyes to survey the battlefield, which was enveloped in golden sand swirling everywhere.
He turned to Feng Buxiu and said with a smile, "Dean Feng, this Seven Gods Academy battlefield is quite intriguing."
"It used to be a real battlefield. I heard that the Gods and Ghosts Clans fought a great battle here," Feng Buxiu responded.
"After the establishment of the Seven Gods Academy, it mostly became a training ground, nothing worth digging too deep into."
