False False Immortal

"Wait, what do you mean he's not a False Immortal?" Alex asked with a surprised look on his face. He even missed a bit and forgot to keep absorbing the death aura for a few moments.

Fortunately, the old man was too caught up in his own trauma to notice any changes around him.

"Godslayer, explain," Alex asked in his head.

"Ughh… it's hard to explain. Let me go at it from the top," he said.

"Wait," Alex said, stopping Godslayer. He then lifted his hands away from the old man.

"Urghh!" he made a small grunting sound.

"What's wrong? Was my death aura too hard to handle?" the old man asked. 

"No, it's not the death aura," Alex said while still keeping a pained expression on his face. "The pill I ate before, its drawback is showing up. My meridians will flare for an hour or two now, making most of my Qi unusable."

"Oh, then…"