Chu Lingguang stared at the two packets of medicine on the table.
The two things Feng Zhiwen had said before leaving echoed in his mind.
"Taking this medicine isn't guaranteed to help you unlock the second-level Dharma Aspect. Many people gain nothing from it but a bout of excruciating pain. They're tortured to the brink of death, completely unable to discern the response from their own flesh and blood."
"You have to take both packets at once. Once you swallow it, there's no turning back. The torment won't stop until an hour after the effects wear off. Afterward, you'll need to soak in a medicinal bath for three days just to recover."
The two packets contained a black powder with a pungent, bitter smell. Each packet held about a spoonful's worth.
Chu Lingguang took the powder into his hands.
His hands couldn't help but tremble.
Flesh separating from bone, pain so bad you'd wish for death, tortured to the brink, unable to discern any response from your body.
