Hiss!
The defenses Lin Sheng took such pride in were like thin paper before that clawed hand, which easily broke through and pierced his flesh.
Lin Sheng's heart tightened, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to strike back.
He could feel that her attack had not gone deep, stopping only in the flesh beneath his skin.
Then a stream of energy like a gently flowing brook spread from her clawed hand, traveling through his vital blood, sinews, bones, and meridians until it permeated his entire body.
It seemed to be measuring and probing the strength of his body at some special frequency.
Only a few breaths passed.
Swish...
The hand withdrew.
A trace of blood clung to Mo Gu's fingertips. She casually wiped it on her Daoist robe, the lava glow in her eyes brightening slightly.
"The body's power contained within, vital blood unified, everything in perfect harmony."
She spoke in a somewhat husky voice, quiet but clear in every word.
"You've practiced a cultivation art involving the flesh rule, and its grade isn't low. Your talent in the path of the body... is exceptional. There's something extraordinary about your aptitude for the Path of Flesh."
"Throughout the history of the Demonic Body Lineage, only a handful have possessed physical potential like yours. Across the entire Mogu Star Starfield, few could have such potential in their flesh. Perhaps none."
She seemed to be passing judgment, yet also murmuring to herself.
Lin Sheng felt a slight chill.
She had actually seen straight through the foundations of his flesh at a glance.
Fortunately, she had not detected the rank power of Flesh Control. That was the true foundation of his Path of Flesh.
Before he could think further.
The space between Mo Gu's brows suddenly stirred.
Beneath her fair skin, a black