With a flip of his hand, Qin He produced two emerald-green pills, each the size of a grape and perfectly round.
Plague Pill: A pill from the Abyss, crafted by an alchemist. Its medicinal power is immensely potent. Dissolve it in water and drink it to dispel every plague under heaven.
The ever-useful Abyss again. These two pills had arrived at exactly the right time.
Without a second thought, Qin He tossed one pill into the air and caught it in his mouth.
He bit down.
Crunch.
Crisp as fried broad beans.
He chewed it a few times and swallowed.
The taste was neither good nor bad. He had no idea what it was made of.
But the next instant, Qin He's expression changed.
A surging tide of medicinal power churned through his stomach like rivers overturning seas. Qin He felt as though he had swallowed not a pill, but an army of thousands upon thousands.
An ordinary person would have burst apart and died by now.
But Qin He was different.
Corpse Eating Immortal Skill!
Copper Teeth and Iron Jaws Diamond Stomach—no matter what he swallowed, he could digest it.
The Corpse Eating Immortal Skill activated on its own. Two seventy-year spans of inner force rumbled through his body, quickly suppressing the raging medicinal power.
A moment later.
"Pffffffffff—"
Qin He let out an impossibly long, long, long fart.
A notification sounded in his mind: Inner force +3 years.
Qin He's face twitched. Then he looked again at the Plague Pill's description: Its medicinal power is immensely potent. Dissolve it in water and drink it...
His face immediately darkened.
What a damned scam!
He had not read carefully just now. This thing was supposed to be dissolved in water before drinking.
More importantly, with medicinal power this