Life After Prison

Severin gathered all the Burial Soul Herb these people had found and then turned to Quico and Lulu beside him. “Quico, Lulu, I’ll trouble the two of you these days to help collect this Burial Soul Herbs and the spiritual herbs they found. I will focus on refining the pills.”

Quico and Luhu both nodded. “Senior, rest assured, we will assist you well.”

After some thought, Severin turned to Quico again. “Register the Burial Soul Herbs given by these people. We can only give out 300 pills a day. Then, let the ones who handed in the Burial Soul Herbs come to collect the pills the next morning”

“Understood, Senior!” Quico nodded.

Severin took the Burial Soul Herbs and went inside. Soon, his hands moved swiftly, and he took out the triple–chambered cauldron. Looking at the pile of Burial Soul Herbs beside him, Severin could noot help but smile wryly.

the pills he was refining were just low–grade first–tier pills. With his triple–chambered cauldron, he could produce three

be able to endure this workload. When many disciples of the Devil Gang learned that Severin intended to refine three hundred pills every day, they were shocked and worried for him. They couldn’t help but persuade him to ease up, but Severin didn’t listen. He continued to produce three hundred

very little time to rest every day. If it weren’t for

worried about him. They could not help but advise him not to push himself so hard. However, Severin simply did not listen and continued to take out three hundred pills every

Torture Spell Worms from their bodies did not immediately leave. Instead, they chose to help search for some spiritual herbs in the

found for themselves; they all gave them to Severin. It was evident that Severin had done something truly significant for these

and finally, every one of the more almost two thousand