The black bead that fell struck Wen Yue on the thigh.
It hit him so hard that he was utterly dumbfounded.
He hurriedly picked it up for a look.
The bead was perfectly round and deep as cold jade, as large as an egg.
Wen Yue's heart surged with excitement as he swallowed, his throat trembling slightly.
"It's real!"
His voice abruptly rose.
Just as the letter from Hundred-Household Commander Xiang had said, a black bead appeared after inner qi was fed into it.
If all those superstitious claims were true, then he had a chance to use the cleansing of marrow and rebirth that came with entering the realm of immortal masters to heal this broken leg, which had been injured by a ghostly fiend.
The chance to change his fate lay right before him.
How could he possibly remain unmoved?
Perhaps this black pellet in his hand was his future destiny.
"If it's true, any price will be worth paying."
Wen Yue gritted his teeth and swore an oath.
He picked up the secret letter again. It recorded in detail how to consume the bead, along with certain precautions, allowing him to avoid detours to the greatest extent possible.
It also made the risks of taking this pill perfectly clear to Wen Yue.
The risks were enormous.
After the excitement faded, Wen Yue's expression gradually steadied.
There was not the slightest trace of retreat in his gaze; it was exceptionally resolute.
Rather than lie here, wishing he were dead, he might as well fight with all he had.
If he succeeded, so be it. If he failed, he would at least leave himself no regrets.
"Chu Jiu, light the heated bed."
Chu Jiu hurriedly checked Wen Yue's pulse. Could it be that his young master had been so