Over one day, Ye Fan drank thirteen bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid. Adding on to the previous seven he had drank in the previous days, he had now used up twenty bottles. Other than the Qi in his blood vessels surging and boiling, he didn't feel unwell at all.
Seeing him drink so much, Pang Bo felt a bit scared. "Let's stop for now. My heart is leaping in my chest and even my eyelids are trembling in fear. What if you just suddenly blow up and I'll never see you again…"
"You jinx, don't say stuff like that…" Ye Fan carefully sensed the condition of his Sea of Bitterness and said, "I seem to feel something really weird."
"What? Was there an effect?" Pang Bo immediately became happy. "I'll go find senior Wu Qingfeng to help guide you."
Ye Fan stopped him, saying, "Don't go. I want to slowly sense it myself."
