Chapter 200: Stab it 100 times

Just when I was about to swallow the Silkworm Molt, the Ghost General came riding from a distance. He beat the Silkworm Molt to my mouth and popped a pill into it.

I mustered the last bit of my strength to swallow the pill, silently complaining about why elixirs are so darn big...

Accidentally, I really could have been choked to death by this pill.

The elixirs I made myself, whether it be the Power Pills or the Hundred Worries Dissolvent, or even the Yin Yang Pill, all were very manageable in size.

These ancient people seemed to have a penchant for making choking hazards out of their pills.

After seeing me swallow the elixir, the Ghost General snorted disdainfully:

"You really are oppressed, kid. I'll handle that Chang Family Eighth Master for you in a while. Why didn't you just stab him to death!"