Dragon Crossing the River of the Imperial Capital

Huff!

Ignoring the vast essence pouring into the cauldron, as the Blue Tide soared and the Dragon Whisker Blood Pill melted, Liang Qu involuntarily opened his mouth, spouting the charred, smoky smell of a fire from his nose and mouth.

The window paper bulged as wild winds surged through the Quiet Room.

Hot! Scalding hot!

Before sweat could run down, it dried upon the surface of his body.

Blazing flames spread from his chest throughout his body, acting not only upon his sinews and bones, but penetrating deep into his five viscera, six bowels, meridians, and blood vessels.

Beneath the surging medicinal force, Liang Qu felt as though his entire body were ablaze. His Qi and blood grew viscous and boiled, leaving him in unbearable agony. It was as if a carriage harnessed to wild horses were charging recklessly through his body; one careless misstep, and carriage and horses would overturn.

Huff! Inhale! The wild horses galloped madly.

Their iron hooves flattened the road, smashed through fences, and left wreckage strewn in their wake.

After several breaths, Liang Qu endured the burning pain of the medicinal force, gathered his thoughts, sealed the pores across his body to stop the medicine from leaking out, and circulated his cultivation method with all his strength. He guided the boundless medicinal force through his entire body, turning it into kindling to burn away impurities and temper his flesh.

The medicinal force could not escape and was trapped within him, yet he could not digest it all at once.

In an instant.

Liang Qu's whole body swelled with edema, making him visibly "fatter" by a full circle.

Beside the ear, his blood surged like rivers amid a storm of violent rain and wind! The word "impurities" sounded rather strange, as though people who ate grains