"I didn't even get to taste it before it dissolved."
The fat guy smacked his lips, looking a bit puzzled.
Qin Yang smiled slightly; the Primordial Spirit Pill was meant to dissolve instantly, allowing cultivators to swallow dozens without needing to chew.
"Huh? Why do I suddenly feel a bit sticky?"
After pausing for a moment, the fat guy asked in confusion, then glanced down to see a layer of black grease seeping from under his skin on his chubby white hands.
It wasn't just his hands; his exposed arms and face also had this black stuff, and he felt it all over his body.
"Wow, this weight loss effect is amazing; it's so quick to expel impurities, and it's coming out from under the skin."
The fat guy's eyes widened in astonishment.
On the side, Pei Tong and Lu Dongshan were also shocked; the pill's effect was so swift, it was almost miraculous.
"It smells awful."
The fat guy sniffed with his nose, frowned, and then his face quickly lit up with joy.
