Even more astonishing was the medicinal fragrance the pill gave off.
The moment that fragrance appeared, the spiritual energy throughout the grotto heaven began to seethe. Countless threads of spiritual energy converged on the pill, forming a visible vortex in midair.
Daoist Wuzhen had been about to see his guests out. At the sight, he froze.
Standing nearby, Daoist Chen Yuan nearly let his horsetail whisk slip from his hand.
"This is..."
Daoist Wuzhen's voice was slightly hoarse. He had lived for over ten thousand years and seen countless natural treasures, yet the aura of this pill made even his heart, that of an old monster at the first tribulation immortal stage, beat faster.
"Ancestor." Chen Changqing held the pill in his palm and spoke calmly. "While in the Heavenly Void Secret Realm, I accidentally entered an ancient cave abode. I found this pill there."
"What is it called?" Daoist Wuzhen stared at the pill without blinking.
"A Tribulation Immortal Pill."
Chen Changqing spoke the name softly, but to Daoist Wuzhen and Daoist Chen Yuan, it sounded like an explosion of thunder.
A Tribulation Immortal Pill?
Daoist Wuzhen's breathing stopped for an instant.
He knew that name.
Ancient texts had recorded such a pill, but those accounts were legends from tens of thousands of years ago. A saying circulated through the cultivation world of the Nine Provinces—the Tribulation Immortal Pill had been lost in ancient times, its refinement method vanishing completely with the death of a certain immortal-level alchemist.
"Are you certain?" Daoist Wuzhen kept his voice very low. "Is this truly a Tribulation Immortal Pill?"
"I cannot be completely certain either," Chen Changqing answered honestly. "But that is what the jade slip left in the cave abode said. It also recorded the pill's effects—"
He paused.
"If a Heavenly