Chapter 255: Chen Tian Returns
Jiang Chen looked like he had been boiled alive.
His skin was a terrifying shade of crimson, radiating heat so intense that steam hissed from his pores, his ears, and even his eyes. A normal Foundation Establishment cultivator, even one blessed with a Fire Spirit Root, would dare consume only three Red Yang Pills a month.
Jiang Chen, relying on his mutated Thunder-Fire Spirit Root, had a higher tolerance. But five pills was his absolute limit.
Beyond that lay madness. At best, his meridians would wither and snap like dry twigs. At worst, he would spontaneously combust, turning into a human torch.
Yet, he had just swallowed his fifth pill.
Without hesitation, he raised the Ice Heart Jade Pot Wine in his left hand and took a massive swig.
The liquid hit his tongue like a glacial avalanche. It tasted of snow harvested from the highest peaks, infused with the nectar of winter plum blossoms—a piercing, crystalline cold with a faint, ghostly sweetness.
Hiss.
A shock of freezing energy exploded in his chest. Jiang Chen gasped, the sudden temperature drop stinging his nasal passages like inhaling crushed glass. This wasn’t wine; it was liquid nitrogen brewed by an immortal.