Seven days later.
From time to time, the hissing of a python came from within the pill furnace. The remnant essence soul inside the beast core was the key that allowed this technique to grow, and Wang Yu completed the final step with the utmost care.
Before long.
An ice-colored spirit pill emerged from the furnace, round and full, marked with the image of a serpent. There was only one Token, and it ranked among the top grade!
Waves of pill fragrance poured into his nostrils, and Wang Yu was extremely satisfied.
After examining it for a while, he decisively swallowed it and began circulating the Cold Blood Art, attempting to refine the pill. The benefits of Top Grade Pills immediately showed themselves. As long as the method was correct, refining pills of this quality took almost no effort at all.
By comparison, the Top-Grade Cold Blood Pill was a spirit pill that increased cultivation. The vast, pure spiritual power contained within it required a cultivator to spend a long time absorbing.
The two had different effects.
After the Cold Dragon Pill entered his stomach, it felt to Wang Yu as though he had swallowed an ice ball. From his throat to his stomach, the cold sank all the way into his bones.
After the extreme cold came scorching high heat.
His pores involuntarily broke out in beads of sweat, but once the high temperature passed, a long stretch of ice shards directly formed across his body's surface, and even the breath he exhaled became visible.
Along with the circulation of his cultivation method, the phenomenon of Ice and Fire Duality was gradually fading. Wisps of ice-blue medicinal power traveled through the meridians of the Great Circulation, then gathered in his Dantian Qi Sea.
Who knew how much time had