And it was not just one pill. Although the other two kinds of medicinal pills were rather obscure things, in terms of effect, they were absolutely no less than the Zhengyuan Pill.
For Lin Xuan to do this was enough to make ordinary cultivators beat their chests and stamp their feet. They had seen extravagant fellows before, but never anyone extravagant to such a degree.
However, Lin Xuan did not feel that way. Everyone's circumstances were different.
Although he was only at Lihe, in terms of the richness of his fortune, even Dongxuan Realm old monsters had to fall far behind him. A mere few pills might be precious beyond measure in other people's eyes, but to him, they were not worth mentioning.
Lin Xuan did not lack this thing at all. What he lacked now was only time.
Unlike the great war among the three races, this time Yinhun ghosts had invaded unexpectedly, and there would be no so-called paradise beyond the world in the entire East Sea. Lin Xuan also did not know how much time he had left now, so if he could avoid delay, he would avoid it. Rather than spend more time having the Second Nascent Soul meditate, he might as well simply swallow great handfuls of miraculous pills and spirit medicines.
Lin Xuan had stepped onto the path of immortal cultivation for so long that he had his own considerations for how everything should be done.
Thinking this in his heart, Lin Xuan raised his head, swallowed all three kinds of medicinal pills in one go, then hooked the index fingers and thumbs of both hands together, laid them flat on his knees, and began meditating.
Seven days passed very quickly. Originally, the injuries Lin Xuan's Second Nascent Soul had suffered this time