Ye Wudao didn't know how much time had passed when he noticed two streams of blood flowing from his nostrils. However, it wasn't because he was hurt but because he had overdosed on elixirs.
Elixirs, no matter how beneficial, are external agents and consuming too many will lead to conspicuous side effects. Just like the old ginseng from Changbai Mountain, a great tonic indeed; a little may do you good, but eating an entire root would surely cause nosebleeds.
"Man, I'm begging you," Ye Wudao muttered to the Pill Furnace, almost in tears. If it didn't work this time, he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.
Perhaps the heavens were moved by his plea, for after a noise resembling that of an old tractor roaring, the Pill Furnace finally ceased rattling, and the runes on it began to disappear one by one.
