C25 – Swallowing the dicine Pill
Regarding Grade 1 dicine Pills, there are twelve grades of dicine pills in the world. The first nine grades are known as Mortal Pills, with each ascending grade offering a proportionally stronger effect.
The Tenth Grade dicine Pill is revered as the Holy Pill, boasting a dicinal potency tenfold that of Mortal Pills. The Holy Pill’s healing aura is so powerful that as long as the injured has a breath left, it can bring them back from the brink of death.
Grade 11 dicine Pills are terd Divine Pills, renowned for their ability to resurrect the dead.
Grade 12 dicine Pills, the Immortal Pills, are exceedingly rare, existing only in legends. No one has ever laid eyes on these mythical Immortal Pills. Ancient texts claim that an Immortal Pill can grant a deceased martial cultivator a second life!
Jiaang Lin could scarcely fathom the wonders of this world. Should he master this Martial Technique, his power would undoubtedly soar to new heights.
“First, I’ll consu the dicine pills to elevate my realm. Only then can I practice the Martial Technique and unlock even greater strength!” he declared.
Opening the jade bottle in his hand, Jiaang Lin revealed three spherical, erald-green pills shimring with a crystalline sheen. The mont he uncorked the bottle, a rich dicinal scent enveloped him, swiftly filling the room with its heady aroma. With each breath, Jiaang Lin felt a soothing warmth coursing through his ridians, a sensation of pure comfort.
The strength of a dicine pill is reflected in its fragrance; the more it diffuses, the weaker the pill becos. Already, this pill had lost one percent of its efficacy.
”One percent gone so swiftly?” Jiaang Lin mused, his hand shaking slightly as he placed all three pills into his mouth. They dissolved instantly, transforming into a warm current that surged through his ridians, invigorating his entire body.
Any onlooker witnessing Jiaang Lin’s casual consumption of the dicine pills would be astounded by his apparent disregard for their value. He truly seed indifferent to the preciousness of the pills.
Normally, individuals take dicine pills one at a ti, given the considerable potency of each pill. It’s common practice to engage in cultivation after consuming a dicine pill, although typically only about seventy percent of the pill’s dicinal strength is utilized.
Jiaang Lin, however, ingested three dicine pills in a single gulp. There was a chance he might not fully harness the power of the pills, or even that he might be overwheld by their strength.
Few martial cultivators would dare to consu dicine pills in the manner Jiaang Lin did. There have been martial cultivators whose impatience for progress led to dire outcos. Those individuals were unable to cope with the violent dicinal strength, resulting in their ridians shattering completely. They were left unable to continue their path, stripped of their cultivation entirely.
Yet, when Jiaang Lin took three dicine pills, he only felt an intense burning sensation within, as if flas were engulfing him. His high tolerance for pain and his fire resistance, however, ant he experienced no adverse effects.
Despite this, sweat beaded on Jiaang Lin’s forehead, and the swollen sensation in his ridians was a stark reminder of the condition he was confronting.
”System, what’s happening?” Jiaang Lin, with a furrowed brow, queried the system, hoping it might offer a way to refine the overwhelming power within him.
As his awareness sharpened, the system’s prompt resounded in response.
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