"Gulp."
His mouth and tongue gathered saliva, drool flowed freely, and his Adam's apple moved as Liang Qu swallowed hard, as if he had already bitten off his tongue, rolling the Golden Core before him down into his stomach.
The resplendent Golden Core was the size of a bull's eye, constantly emitting a rainbow-colored radiance. The entire pill seemed to lack a physical essence, appearing only as a mass of gathered rays. Without even reaching out to touch it, merely smelling or glancing at it made one's whole body's Qi-Blood surge, reminiscent of the days of the Fourth Stage, just when blood was newly exchanged.
A heart full of excitement, hands trembling.
The times of threatening the Southern Frontier were in the spring; now it was early October.
The cracked yellow earth was almost turning into a desert.
Hope in the stars, hope in the moonlight…
Liang Qu looked up: "Is this the Immortal Pill?"
