"Are you stupid? This has been here for who knows how many years. I don't know if it's expired, but I know for sure you shouldn't eat it," Chris said after Bai Zhannian swallowed the pill.
Bai Zhannian swallowed the pill and began to meditate to absorb its essence.
One breath... two breaths... three breaths...
Within three breaths, Bai Zhannian's skin was covered by a layer of silver armor that appeared fragile.
Bai Zhannian slowly opened his eyes and stood up.
"Brother Chen Fan, attack me, but please suppress your realm to the Nascent Soul stage."
"Alright," Chen Fan said without hesitation, and struck out with a palm in front of everyone.
"Boom."
After a loud bang, Bai Zhannian stood on the ground as if untouched. A footprint spanning over ten meters in diameter was clearly imprinted on the ground.
"This is f***ing amazing, holy s***, holy s***!!!" Chris exclaimed, feeling a surge of fighting spirit. If such pills could be mass-produced, it would mean being invincible within the same realm, excluding monstrous talents like Bai Zhannian and Chen Fan. The remaining members of the Undead Knights were equally impressed and moved forward to try, but Chris stopped them.
"Wait until Mr. Bai Zhannian has finished using them."
Hearing this, Chen Fan mused that they were indeed more united than District Thirteen. He then signaled Bai Zhannian to sit down and recover his strength.
A moment later...
"Brother Chen Fan, now use your demigod stage strength and strike me."
"Are you sure you won't just die right here?" Chen Fan asked playfully.
"It's fine. I can try. When you attacked me earlier with your suppressed realm, I felt my defense improve by at least seventy percent. It didn't hurt at all, so I want to try a demigod's strike."
After speaking, Bai Zhannian assumed a defensive posture, waiting for Chen Fan's next palm strike.
Chen Fan channeled his energy with one hand and struck. The water droplets in the air seemed to condense, and the air itself grew thin.
"Is this the power of a demigod?" Chris, watching from the side, marveled at the technique, which was far more sophisticated than merely manipulating objects with energy, and felt a pang of envy.
The thin air slowly condensed into liquid, and everyone present began to breathe rapidly.
"Boom."
A colossal sound, ten times louder than the previous attack, struck Bai Zhannian with immense force.
Bai Zhannian immediately activated his defensive state. A blue aura surged from his body, instantly enveloping him.
The immense pressure instantly vaporized Bai Zhannian's clothes, and the powerful impact forced the lines of his skin outward.
Bai Zhannian endured for nearly five seconds before being sent flying backward, blood trickling from his lips.
"Brother Chen Fan, I was able to withstand a full-power strike from the demigod realm."
"Cough cough... cough"
Chen Fan remained silent, but he knew he had held back. Even so, this was only him. If it were an ordinary demigod-level individual, this palm strike might have been manageable, but against Chen Fan's attack, even a demigod-level expert of the same realm would likely collapse after taking this defensive pill.
As Chen Fan helped Bai Zhannian up, he also picked up a bottle of defensive pills and examined it.
"Brother Chen Fan, the items here are truly unbelievable. Even someone as powerful as you, I was able to withstand your full-power attack. I think I need to take some samples back for my master to study."
At this point, the members of the Undead Knights, having witnessed the pill's effectiveness and Chen Fan's prowess, began to covet these pills.
"Brother Chris, it would be great if our Knights had an alchemist who could refine such pills!" one of them said.
"Yes, yes. With these pills, we would have a greater advantage against District Thirteen instead of being constantly oppressed."
Chris heard their words and didn't say much. He turned to Chen Fan and asked, "Brother Chen Fan, do you really think these pills are effective?"
At this moment, Chris might have suspected that Chen Fan and Bai Zhannian were putting on an act.
Chen Fan replied, "There's no issue at all. These might be pills refined by supreme-level experts. However, I truly used my full demigod-level strength, and it did not break Bai Zhannian's defense, though it did cause internal injuries."
Chen Fan spoke frankly, knowing that he had to conceal his true strength from outsiders. Thus, saying this was better than saying nothing.
"Brother Chen Fan, would you be willing to give us more of these pills?" Hearing Chen Fan's answer, Chris was genuinely tempted.
It was more than just temptation; it was completely beyond his comprehension.
The world knew that after the Nascent Soul stage, each subsequent level represented a qualitative leap, especially the progression from Nascent Soul to the demigod realm. Some individuals might never achieve this in their lifetime; it was no longer a matter of effort but one that required true talent.
Chris's idea was simple: Chen Fan was the strongest here. If he could persuade Chen Fan, there would be no one to object.
Chen Fan pondered for a moment and then said, "Alright, but no matter what kind of pills, you must leave three bottles for me. My good brother still wants to take some back for his master."
After speaking, Chen Fan turned and retrieved a bottle of healing medicine from the counter, helped Bai Zhannian up, and had him take it.
With Chen Fan's permission, Chris signaled his subordinates to collect the medicine. Over thirty elite members of the Undead Knights swarmed forward and, within a moment, had collected all the medicine.
"Brother Chen Fan, here are your pills." After distributing the medicine, Chris took three bottles of each type and placed them in a satchel, handing them to Chen Fan.
"Thank you."
After a short rest, everyone found the staircase to the third floor.