Guiding True Qi, Taking a Pill to Break Through!

Diwu Chijin leaned back in his chair, his gaze settling on Yan Qinyu's face. "Inside this is a spirit pill I refined myself.

"Take it, and a cultivator's realm—or rather, the realm of a 'Grandmaster-Grade martial artist' like you—can rise another level!"

"What?! This..."

Yan Qinyu was overwhelmed by the honor!

After all, he stood at the Peak Fourth Layer of the Innate Realm.

If he rose another level...

Wouldn't that put him at the Fifth Layer of the Innate Realm?!

The ruler of the Great Yan Kingdom accepted the porcelain bottle with both hands, his fingertips trembling slightly with excitement.

The bottle felt cool in his hands.

The dark red sealing wax pressed faintly against his palm.

After turning the bottle over and rubbing it for a moment, Yan Qinyu seemed to realize something.

Reluctantly, he set the little porcelain bottle back on the table and waved it away. "This is too precious. I wouldn't dare accept it!"

Diwu Chijin frowned, his voice turning cold. "What? You look down on a pill I refined?"

"No, no, no! I only..."

Before Yan Qinyu could finish, Diwu Chijin pressed on. "Or do you suspect there's something wrong with this pill? Think I tampered with it?!

"Hmph! If so, go ahead and summon those four little old men who know a thing or two about alchemy. Let them inspect it for you!"

The "four little old men" he spoke of were, of course, the renowned Four Great Alchemists of Great Yan.

"No, no, no! I would never suspect you of anything so malicious!"

Yan Qinyu shook his head like a rattle-drum. "I only feel that I've done nothing to deserve it.

"This precious pill is truly... more than I can accept. Far more than I can accept!"

Diwu Chijin's face was cold