Unlimited Skill Points System

C25 – Swallowing the Medicine Pill

Regarding Grade 1 Medicine Pills, there are twelve grades of medicine pills in the world. The first nine grades are known as Mortal Pills, with each ascending grade offering a proportionally stronger effect.

The Tenth Grade Medicine Pill is revered as the Holy Pill, boasting a medicinal potency tenfold that of Mortal Pills. The Holy Pill’s healing aura is so powerful that as long as the injured has a breath left, it can bring them back from the brink of death.

Grade 11 Medicine Pills are termed Divine Pills, renowned for their ability to resurrect the dead.

Grade 12 Medicine Pills, the Immortal Pills, are exceedingly rare, existing only in legends. No one has ever laid eyes on these mythical Immortal Pills. Ancient texts claim that an Immortal Pill can grant a deceased martial cultivator a second life!

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Jiaang Lin could scarcely fathom the wonders of this world. Should he master this Martial Technique, his power would undoubtedly soar to new heights.

“First, I’ll consume the medicine pills to elevate my realm. Only then can I practice the Martial Technique and unlock even greater strength!” he declared.

​Opening the jade bottle in his hand, Jiaang Lin revealed three spherical, emerald-green pills shimmering with a crystalline sheen. The moment he uncorked the bottle, a rich medicinal scent enveloped him, swiftly filling the room with its heady aroma. With each breath, Jiaang Lin felt a soothing warmth coursing through his meridians, a sensation of pure comfort.

The strength of a medicine pill is reflected in its fragrance; the more it diffuses, the weaker the pill becomes. Already, this pill had lost one percent of its efficacy.

​”One percent gone so swiftly?” Jiaang Lin mused, his hand shaking slightly as he placed all three pills into his mouth. They dissolved instantly, transforming into a warm current that surged through his meridians, invigorating his entire body.

Any onlooker witnessing Jiaang Lin’s casual consumption of the medicine pills would be astounded by his apparent disregard for their value. He truly seemed indifferent to the preciousness of the pills.

​Normally, individuals take medicine pills one at a time, given the considerable potency of each pill. It’s common practice to engage in cultivation after consuming a medicine pill, although typically only about seventy percent of the pill’s medicinal strength is utilized.

Jiaang Lin, however, ingested three medicine pills in a single gulp. There was a chance he might not fully harness the power of the pills, or even that he might be overwhelmed by their strength.

Few martial cultivators would dare to consume medicine pills in the manner Jiaang Lin did. There have been martial cultivators whose impatience for progress led to dire outcomes. Those individuals were unable to cope with the violent medicinal strength, resulting in their meridians shattering completely. They were left unable to continue their path, stripped of their cultivation entirely.

Yet, when Jiaang Lin took three medicine pills, he only felt an intense burning sensation within, as if flames were engulfing him. His high tolerance for pain and his fire resistance, however, meant he experienced no adverse effects.

Despite this, sweat beaded on Jiaang Lin’s forehead, and the swollen sensation in his meridians was a stark reminder of the condition he was confronting.

​”System, what’s happening?” Jiaang Lin, with a furrowed brow, queried the system, hoping it might offer a way to refine the overwhelming power within him.

As his awareness sharpened, the system’s prompt resounded in response.