In a quiet chamber in the left courtyard of the Zhou Clan Manor, Chu Xisheng sat cross-legged on a rush cushion. Before him stood a bowl of medicine wreathed in flames.
The main ingredient of the Origin-Nourishing Art's fourth-layer secret medicine was blackfire coral from the seabed, and the Linhai Zhou Clan happened to control twenty percent of its production.
The blackfire coral Zhou Xiangshan had provided him was of the finest quality, and the portion was generous. Covered in spines, it felt warm to the touch and looked black on the surface, but once it met water, it turned entirely into crimson fire jade.
The finished secret medicine looked just like what lay before Chu Xisheng now, its fragrance drifting several dozen feet as flames rose from it.
Those flames writhed constantly, like a beautiful woman with an exquisite figure dancing atop it.
This was precisely what the fourth-layer secret medicine required, and it had to be consumed before the flames went out.
Doubt showed in Chu Xisheng's eyes.
Could medicine that was on fire really be swallowed? Wouldn't it scald his stomach and intestines?
But everyone took it this way, so it should be fine.
Chu Xisheng closed his eyes and drained the bowl in one gulp.
After swallowing the medicine, he felt as though he had swallowed a block of ice.
It also felt as though a mass of icy water had been poured over his head, chilling him from head to toe.
What followed was much the same as the previous two times: waves of itching deep in his bones, and blood and vital energy swelling and surging.
The only difference was that Chu Xisheng felt his mind floating in immortal bliss, as though it had separated from his body into another distinct entity. His Divine