Li Lingbi Returns

Xu Changqing felt only scorching heat all over his body, his skin like a boiled crayfish.

It looked red and hot.

Every opening on his body was now venting heat.

His facial features and seven orifices, the pores across his body, even... all of them were the same.

An ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, even one with a Fire Spiritual Root, could eat at most three a month.

Xu Changqing, though he possessed the mutated Thunderfire Spiritual Root and had greater resistance, could only handle five at most right now.

Any more, and his body absolutely would not endure it.

At best, his meridians would be utterly damaged.

At worst, his entire body would combust spontaneously.

Thus, he immediately opened the Iceheart Jade-Flask Wine in his left hand and fiercely gulped down a mouthful.

The icy wine flooded into his mouth. It tasted like snow from a mountain summit mixed with plum blossom honey, cool and clear with threads of sweetness.

The next second, an incredibly fierce, chilling aura erupted.

Xu Changqing instinctively drew a breath, only for the mucous membrane in his nose to sting faintly.

One could imagine just how terrifying that cold was.

It felt as though he had not drunk wine, but swallowed a chunk of thousand-year black ice.

It swiftly replaced the burnt bitterness left by the Scarlet Yang Pills on his tongue. Like a frigid ice blade, it cut downward through his throat into his abdomen, charging straight for the source of the heat.

Dense pinprick sensations immediately surfaced all over his body.

It was as if ten thousand needles had pierced his flesh at once, making him deeply uncomfortable.

"Urgh~"

Xu Changqing could not help opening his mouth and breathing out a gust of cold air.

At the same time, he flipped his