Houtian

Twisting open the wooden stopper of the plain jade bottle, Wang Chen was hit by a rich medicinal fragrance that rushed straight into his nostrils.

He took a deep breath and felt the blood and qi within his body stir.

Impressive!

After joining the Hongyi Martial Arts School, the cultivation resources Wang Chen received had undergone a qualitative transformation. Whether it was the food he ate daily or the Medicinal Soup used for his baths, all of it had greatly accelerated the improvement of his strength.

But compared with the Blood Marrow Pills in his hand, all of that was utter trash!

With one sniff, Wang Chen knew that these Blood Marrow Pills would be enormously beneficial to him.

He could even smell a trace of Heaven and Earth spiritual energy within them!

Wang Chen was immensely curious about what sort of person had refined the Blood Marrow Pills.

But this was not the time to investigate their mysteries. He poured a blood-red pill from the jade bottle and swallowed it in one gulp.

The pill entered his stomach and instantly melted into medicinal liquid, absorbed completely.

The next moment, it was as though an oil barrel had been ignited inside Wang Chen's body—no, an oil well!

Blazing, violent medicinal power crashed through his internal organs like raging waves, then seeped into his limbs and bones, reaching the crown of his head and the soles of his feet. Every hair on his body seemed about to burst into flames.

Sizzle!

Under the impact of the medicinal power, Wang Chen's muscles bulged in blocks. His bones gave off a dense series of crisp crackles, his great tendons writhed beneath his skin, and crystalline beads of sweat seeped from his pores.

His skin turned crimson, while the heat within his body evaporated