Chapter 274 - congealing pill




Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 274 congealing pill
Congealing Pill, as the name implied, was able to condense the sword intent in a martial artist’s body, allowing the sword intent to compress. When the sword intent was compressed to the extreme, one could then reach the second small realm.
A quarter of an hour later, Fang Chen opened his eyes, which were filled with smiles.
As expected of a Congealing Pill, its medicinal effects were extremely overbearing. Just by absorbing one, he could feel that the sword intent in his body had clearly been compressed by a little.
In the remaining time, Fang Chen went to the Pill workshop and bought nine Congealing Pill, then swallowed them all.
After he received Fang Chen’s confirmation, he became excited. One must know that in every single exchange, he was able to get a bit of a commission.
Most importantly, he hoped that Fang Chen could still visit their Full Moon Pavilion.
“Alright.” Fang Chen said.
After spending five hundred million Middle grade spirit stone, Fang Chen still had three billion and eight hundred million.
Fang Chen walked to the center of the plaza and gathered all the strength in his body, his fist striking the stone tablet, causing it to tremble, following that a number appeared on the stone tablet.
Seeing that, Fang Chen revealed a smile on his face, the number on the monument was seven, which meant that Fang Chen had access to the Spirit Sword Sect’s resources for the last fourteen hours.
Fang Chen frowned, with his current strength, at most he could contend against warriors at the late stage of Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm or even the peak of Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm. Against warriors at the 6th level of the Qi Hai realm, he had no chance of winning, he did not want to fight with Liu Clan.
In the blink of an eye, six hours had passed. Fang Chen had already swallowed ten Congealing Pill.
After six hours, Fang Chen had swallowed thirty Congealing Pill, and his sword intent had been reduced by seventy percent.
However, no matter how Fang Chen tried to control the effects of the Congealing Pill, he was still unable to compress the sword intent.
“sword pulse?”
After Fang Chen heard this, his eyes flashed.