189 Forge Master, Flame Demon, and Forge Grand-master 6yr

Translator: BigDonnyDonEditor: IceTeaBoy

Fanta Kunge hesitated for less than a second and said, "Let me have two sips."
"I'll have three sips." Cech Flet replied in a simple and direct way.
"Thus I will take four sips!" Duren Burg raised his voice as if they were in a competition to be the loudest one.
"Then I will have five sips!"
"Give me six sips then!"
Qian Jin looked at these three people speechlessly, wondering whether they had been tortured for so long that they had to compete with each other over taking medicine.
A pot of potion was quickly finished by these three scrambling warriors, after which each of them had their bellies bulge. Qian Jin smeared the dregs on their fractured bones, saying that, "Are you little kids? Why do you vie for the potion? Fortunately, this potion carries no side effects."
"The Fallen Angel Bloodline couldn’t lose to any other bloodlines." Cech Flet appeared an evidently proud face. As one of the three strongest Bloodline Demon Warriors, he was endowed with the honor of counteratta