A rich medicinal fragrance permeated the room.
Wang Chen lifted the lid of the medicine decoction pot and sprinkled a handful of diced polygonatum into the boiling brew.
The charcoal fire in the stove burned fiercely, and the fragments quickly dissolved away.
Feeling that it had simmered long enough, he picked up the decoction pot and poured the scalding medicine into the porcelain bowl beside it.
It was exactly one bowlful.
Holding up the steaming bowl of medicine, Wang Chen drained it in one gulp!
A surge of heat passed through his throat and straight into his stomach. The rich medicinal power spread through Wang Chen's body in an instant, swiftly seeping into his five viscera and six bowels, reaching every limb and bone.
Fine, glistening beads of sweat seeped from Wang Chen's skin.
He set down the empty bowl and let out a long breath.
Though this bowl of medicine was only enough for Wang Chen to down in a single gulp, the cost of brewing it was at least two or three hundred taels of silver.
More than the annual salary of Linjiang County's magistrate!
And during this period, Wang Chen had drunk a bowl like this nearly every day.
Poor scholars, rich martial artists—ordinary families truly could not bear the expense of practicing martial arts. High-level Martial Artists were basically piled up with vast sums of gold and silver. Yet even imperial descendants could not afford to be as extravagant as Wang Chen.
What he was consuming was the Ling Family's accumulation over several centuries!
But the effect was immediate.
Potential +1
The all-too-familiar notification appeared in Wang Chen's field of vision.
Before he could call up the panel to check it, another striking message popped up.
Upgrade?
His premonition had come true!
The one point of