Chapter 112 - Level Three
"The shape, the color, it's a very good quality pill. Well done Wren." Meng Lei handed it to him.
Wren just curiously looked at the blue pill. It did not look that special and the spiritual power inside of it was negligible. "is it really useful. It's not that powerful,"
"Not for you, but for a novice cultivator, it really saves them from going berserk. This frost pill can cool down their body and regulate the fluctuating spirit energy."
Wren had never heard of such a thing. In his clan, no one suffered such ailment and he had never heard of humans suffering of that.
"Why don't you try it," Meng Lei took it from him and immediately shoved it in his mouth.
Wren did not even have the time to spit it out. The pill melted in his tongue and dribbled down his throat. A slightly bitter but fresh cooling feeling spread through his body.
"It feels cooling..."