Chapter 18: The Drawbacks of the Pill

Chapter 18: The Drawbacks of the Pill

As time slowly approached evening, Chen Lin put down the Weapon Refining manual and went to the rabbit cage. He found that the rabbit was still jumping around energetically, without any abnormalities.

He finally felt at ease.

The pill he refined and the Enlightenment Pill recorded in the Water Moon Pavilion woman's book had similar tastes, with only slight differences in appearance.

However, he didn't have time to do a more detailed verification now. As long as the pill wasn't poisonous, it was fine.

"Three hundred spirit stones were spent to make this, I hope it's useful!"

After confirming the pill wouldn't kill him, Chen Lin swallowed it in one gulp.

The taste was bitter, sour, and spicy.

Even though he swallowed it whole, the flavor still ravaged his taste buds.

But soon, a mysterious feeling enveloped his mind, making him forget about the taste issue.

As this mysterious feeling appeared, Chen Lin felt his thinking become exceptionally active, with many forgotten things suddenly coming back to him. His problem-solving skills also became clearer, and he could quickly identify key points.

What was this?

He was initially surprised, then overjoyed, and hastily took out the "Detailed Explanation of Elementary Techniques" to read about the Object Manipulation Technique.

This time, he immediately felt a difference.

Previously, he thought he had thoroughly researched this technique, but now he discovered many hidden key points he had overlooked.

Mainly, he had used scientific theories to deduce, which, although rigorous, had ignored the differences between scientific and cultivation systems.

After re-understanding, he took out the Wandering Sword and began to practice while continuing to comprehend.

Half an hour later.

Chen Lin, who was in the midst of cultivation, suddenly felt his body tremble, and the mysterious feeling retreated like a tide.

Then he screamed and fell to the ground, covering his head.

He cried out in pain, rolling around, and only after a while did the intense headache slowly subside.

"Is there a problem with this pill?"

Tortured by the intense pain, Chen Lin couldn't help but doubt the pill's reliability.

But the mysterious feeling had indeed existed, and it had indeed increased his comprehension.

In just half an hour, he had basically mastered the Object Manipulation Technique and could use it fluently.

With a thought, the Wandering Sword floated in the air, controlled by the Object Manipulation Technique, like a flexible little fish.

It seemed the pill's effect was still decent.

If he had used his usual practice method, it would have taken at least several months, or even half a year, to reach this level.

But now, it only took half an hour.

Of course, this was also related to his previous long-term practice.

However, the effect was still quite exaggerated.

But the side effects were also very obvious, and the intense headache was unbearable.

"Never mind, as long as it doesn't kill me, I'll continue to use it. The more techniques I learn, the higher my chances of survival."

So, he still needed to continue to deepen his understanding of this technique.

Moreover, this was a flying technique, and if he didn't master it, he wouldn't dare use it casually, lest he fall halfway through.

After resting for a while, he took out a small bottle from his pocket, opened the stopper, and poured out the remaining Enlightenment Pill.

He couldn't rely on his own comprehension alone and needed to take the pill.

After checking his surroundings again to ensure there was no danger, he closed his eyes and swallowed the pill.

Then, he began to focus on his cultivation.

Initially, it was a bit clumsy, but as he practiced more and his understanding of the technique deepened, his floating height began to increase, and his movement speed in the air also accelerated.

By the end of his cultivation, he could already float about two feet off the ground, but it was still a bit clumsy, and he could only fly in a straight line, with his speed dependent on the wind, and he couldn't achieve the agility of a bird.

But this was already the limit of the Royal Wind Technique, after all, it was only a low-level technique, and he couldn't expect too much.

Feeling that the time was about up, Chen Lin quickly returned to the ground.

Before long, he was clutching his head, leaning against a large tree, and convulsing violently.

This time, the pain was even more intense, causing Chen Lin's hands to dig into the tree bark, making it bleed.

It took a long time for him to recover.

Chen Lin shook off the sweat-drenched clothes, stared blankly for a while, and then prepared to return to his residence.

But the next moment, he tensed up, his eyes narrowing to look at a figure not far away.

There was someone standing there!

"Old Yu?"

Chen Lin's hand instinctively grasped the hilt of the Wandering Sword as he exclaimed in surprise.

This person he recognized was the old man Yu Yuehai, who lived in the same courtyard as him and usually kept a low profile.

"What are you doing here?"

Although they lived in the same courtyard, Chen Lin didn't know much about this person and had little interaction with him, so he was extremely cautious.

"Heh heh, Daoist Chen is indeed a person with great willpower, you were able to endure such spiritual torment. I underestimated you before."

Old Yu's old face squeezed out a smile, and he continued to size Chen Lin up, making Chen Lin feel a sense of unease.

"What do you mean? What do you want to do? I advise you not to play tricks, or else don't blame me for being impolite!"

Chen Lin's tone was stern, and without waiting for the other party to speak, the Wandering Sword in his hand suddenly shot out, flying straight towards the opponent!

As someone who had lived through two lifetimes, he knew the importance of taking the initiative, and since the other party had appeared here at this time, it was impossible that they didn't have any intentions. So, he took action directly.

However, he wasn't a ruthless person and didn't want to take the other person's life, so he aimed for the opponent's shoulder, not a vital spot, leaving room for retreat in case he was mistaken.

But his face changed immediately.

The opponent simply raised their hand, and his flying sword was easily caught between their fingers, emitting a buzzing sound.

"Tsk tsk, you're quite decisive, but unfortunately, not ruthless enough. You're showing mercy, a woman's kindness!"

The old man shook his wrist, and the flying sword broke into two pieces with a snap.