Luo Chen sat cross-legged with the Returning Yang Pill in his mouth. His sleeves fluttered without wind, and his aura flowed steadily. The vast spirit energy around surged toward him and poured into his body. Under normal circumstances, he would not have dared to absorb it so recklessly, but as Fu Chaosheng had said, this spirit energy had been drawn out by him and carried his aura, which made it easier to refine. The only question was whether his body could withstand it.0

With his physique, that was not really a problem. With his broad meridians, vast sea of qi, and tough flesh, he could take it in all at once. As the pill dissolved, its medicinal power spread through his body. His scattered soul and restless blood essence gradually settled and returned under his control.0

As he focused on recovery, Luo Chen grew astonished by the pill's effects. It surpassed anything he had seen. The spirit medicines he had used before either strengthened the foundation...0