He already knew from the texts how to take Essence Pills. He slowly circulated his qi and blood, helping the medicinal power dissolve.
A moment later, a chilly sensation coursed through his body. Suddenly, Xu Yi felt bubbles rising from every gap between his bones, and his muscles and bones crackled like beans frying in a pan.
The chill inside him lasted for more than a hundred breaths before finally fading. Xu Yi rolled up his sleeve. A faint gray haze covered his snow-white arm. He lightly wiped it away and rubbed it between his fingers, finding a tiny bit of gray grime.
"Essence Pills can be taken every day, all year round, but during the Spirit Nurturing Stage, you must not take more than one a day. Otherwise, your body won't be able to withstand it, and you'll suffer a backlash. By then, it'll be too late for regrets."
A passage about taking Essence Pills surfaced in Xu Yi's mind.
From what he'd seen while searching through the hunters' storage bracelets, those hunters were practically penniless. Each had fewer than seven Essence Pills on average. How could they afford the luxury of taking one every day?
Xu Yi couldn't imagine that people with so little to their names could have any hope of reaching the Spiritual Root stage.
He shook his head, clearing away the distracting thoughts. Another Essence Pill appeared in his palm. He decided to try taking two and see what happened.
He wasn't being reckless and eager to test the backlash. He simply knew that, given the strength of his body, he could withstand more than a single Essence Pill. Even though he was in the Spirit Nurturing Stage, he was bound to be different from other cultivators at that stage.
And his confidence wasn't baseless.