Ling Zixiao sat cross-legged on the bed.

After taking the Cold Spirit Pill, wisps of cold air flowed through her body.

Lu Changsheng quietly observed the effect of Cold Spirit Pill on Ling Zixiao.

After a long time, he came to a result.

The effect is there, but it's really mediocre.

Compared with the time spent and the cost, it is really not satisfactory.

"Unless there are third-level elixirs, or some rare yin-cold elixirs."

"Otherwise, it would be too difficult to warm and nourish the physical body and treat the withered meridians and Dantian."

Lu Changsheng sighed slightly in his …