He was drenched with water that chilled him to the core.
Ning Feng's screams stopped abruptly. His flesh had been burned black all over. Forcing himself to remain upright rather than collapse, he turned and saw Zhang Yuan holding a bucket. He had never expected Zhang Yuan to be the one who finally stepped in to save him. Gratitude and shame welled up within him, and he cupped his hands in thanks.
"Thank you for lending a hand, fellow Daoist."
Zhang Yuan waved a hand. Just as he was about to humbly say it had been little trouble and no thanks were needed, another strange sound came from the Purple-Gold Gourd behind Ning Feng. It shook violently for a moment, then another azure-blue pill flew out. Even though Ning Feng had not opened his mouth, it slipped inside with unerring precision.
Having just suffered the agony of being burned alive, Ning Feng feared the Purple-Gold Gourd's pills as he would a tiger. His expression changed at once, and he stood there coughing repeatedly, trying to cough up the azure-blue pill that had just entered his mouth.
But like the previous pill, this azure-blue pill dissolved the instant it entered his mouth. No matter how hard Ning Feng coughed, it was useless. His expression turned utterly grim.
Yet in the next moment, Ning Feng felt no pill fire rising within him. Instead, a warm sensation flowed through him, leaving his whole body tingling pleasantly. His body and soul felt light and buoyant, much as they did when he broke through to a new realm.
It felt as though he were ascending on feathered wings to become an immortal.
It seems... there's no danger anymore? Could I have passed the trial, and this pill is actually a reward?
*Although I suffered the