Xia Nianyi returned quickly, carrying a box carved from green jade. When she opened it, a single pill the size of a longan lay quietly inside.
There were countless pills in the world, yet very few were qualified to bear the word "Heaven."
Any pill carrying the word "Heaven" was inextricably linked to the Xiantian realm.
For example, the Xiantian Pill within the Great Xia Imperial Palace, and the Heaven-Revolving Pill in Xia Nianyi's hand.
True to its name, the Heaven-Revolving Pill possessed heaven-turning creation. For Ning Chen as he was now, it was one of the few pills capable of saving his life.
The pill entered his mouth, and its vast medicinal power erupted with a boom—powerful and domineering as it charged straight into his dantian qihai.
"Ugh!"
Even in his unconscious state, Ning Chen let out an agonized groan. His brow furrowed tightly, and blood streamed from the corner of his mouth.
Prince Yan frowned and stepped forward. Forming a sword finger with his right hand, he urged his true essence into Ning Chen's qi sea, guiding the tyrannical medicinal power as he sorted through the latter's chaotic meridians time and again.
The Heaven-Revolving Pill's medicinal force was far too overbearing. If no Xiantian expert, or someone infinitely close to Xiantian, was present to help suppress it, the person taking it would likely ascend to heaven before the pill could turn heaven.
Fortunately, Prince Yan was there. After a long while, Ning Chen's internal injuries gradually stabilized. Seeing this, Prince Yan tapped repeatedly with his sword finger, sealing most of the medicinal power within him and leaving only a small portion to aid his recovery.
After finishing all this, Prince Yan withdrew his hand and let out a slightly weary breath.
"Third Brother, you must think this through.