Metamorphosis!

For the next half month, after delivering medicine each day, Yang Heng would go to a secluded, empty plot of land to practice the Vajra Fist.

After half a month, Yang Heng's Vajra Fist had improved significantly.

Now he could execute all the moves of the Vajra Fist completely, each strike and stance flowing like water, a pleasure to behold.

However, whether it could be used in actual combat remained to be seen.

His breathing technique cultivation was also gradually improving, showing results.

While practicing the Vajra Fist, by breathing according to this special breathing method, Yang Heng could clearly feel his body heating up, and a faint current of Qi circulating within him.

Wherever the Qi went, the flesh, blood, and organs in that area would heat up slightly, tingling as if being tempered.

Yang Heng guessed that this must be the Blood Essence mentioned in the fist manual!

He could now only vaguely sense the existence of Blood Essence, and that was when he was fully concentrating his mind, sometimes accurately, sometimes not.

When the day came that Yang Heng could sense Blood Essence at will, it would mean he had stepped through the gates of the martial path and become a Blood Brave Disciple.

On this rest day, Yang Heng left the pharmacy in a hurry early in the morning, his face filled with excitement and anticipation.

The Marrow Cleansing Pearl had fully charged!

Soon, Yang Heng arrived at the place where he usually practiced the Vajra Fist. He scanned the surroundings, finding nothing unusual.

He calmed his mind and closed his eyes tightly.

After the Marrow Cleansing Pearl was fully charged, its appearance was vastly different from usual.

At this moment, the Marrow Cleansing Pearl was like a dewdrop hanging under a morning leaf, crystal clear, sparkling, and extraordinarily unusual.

A misty vapor swirled around it, floating and drifting, hazy, like a white jade divine pearl placed in the Lingxiao Palace.

Inside, a jade-like marrow flowed slowly, sacred, noble, and pure.

Seeing this scene, Yang Heng's heart began to pound violently, his breathing quickened, and a mix of excitement, anticipation, joy, and several other emotions intertwined within him.

He was mesmerized, gazing foolishly at the shimmering light on the surface of the Marrow Cleansing Pearl.

After a while, Yang Heng slowly came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and calmed his excited emotions.

He looked at the Marrow Cleansing Pearl with a calm gaze and silently thought, "Let's begin."

As if possessing sentience, the Marrow Cleansing Pearl understood Yang Heng's command and began to execute it.

Instantly, Yang Heng clearly felt a warmth begin to emanate from his navel, followed by a warm current surging from this point and flowing to all his limbs and bones.

Suddenly, Yang Heng felt a warmth spread throughout his body, as if he were bathing in a hot spring, feeling comfortable and utterly relaxed.

This warm current brought Yang Heng a sense of warmth. He felt as if he had returned to his childhood, lying in his mother's embrace, carefree, his mind relaxed, and his spirit clear.

Simultaneously, a brilliant smile bloomed on his face.

Floating freely, standing apart from the world, ascending to immortality.

At this very moment, Yang Heng clearly had this feeling, as if he were truly about to ascend.

Comfortable!

Translucent!

After a long while.

The warm current disappeared.

Yang Heng awoke from his reverie, feeling an indescribable sense of ease and relaxation all over his body, as if he had just finished a sauna and shed dozens of pounds.

Yang Heng opened his eyes and looked up and down his body, wanting to see what changes had occurred after being cleansed and tempered by the warm current.

Upon seeing this, Yang Heng froze.

His skin was covered in a layer of black grime, sticky and foul-smelling.

"Ugh..."

Yang Heng's face instantly turned green.

Without a moment's hesitation, he took off, running towards the river.

After a while, when he could no longer smell any odor, Yang Heng stopped rubbing.

Yang Heng moved towards the bank, and as he did, his peripheral vision caught his reflection in the water.

He stood there stunned, motionless.

The figure in the water had eyes that shone with divine light, a robust face, skin the color of bronze, a sturdy physique with bulging muscles, and an aura of toughness that commanded respect.

Gazing at his own tiger-like, powerful body, Yang Heng found it hard to believe.

He could clearly feel how healthy and strong this body was, containing astonishing power and boundless potential.

The Marrow Cleansing Pearl truly lived up to its name of "cleansing marrow and scouring bones, transforming physique."

Yang Heng slowly bent down, assuming a running start posture. He stomped his right foot down with a crack, sending ripples through the water. Yang Heng's body shot up like a cannonball, leaping two zhang high, landing steadily on the bank.

Effortless and natural, without the slightest pressure.

This move was something Yang Heng could never have achieved before, no matter how hard he tried, but now he could accomplish it with ease, as simply as drinking water or eating a meal.

Through a tube, one can see the earth-shattering changes that have occurred in Yang Heng's body.

This wasn't the end.

Yang Heng closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them again. In his eyes, the world became even clearer.

Suddenly, a swarm of flies was buzzing merrily in front of him, flying about leisurely.

Yang Heng found the noise irritating. He swept his hands forward in front of him at extreme speed, then instantly retracted them. The entire motion was fluid and seamless, completed in the blink of an eye.

He opened his hands, and a shocking sight occurred.

Yang Heng had a total of ten fingers. Between the gaps of adjacent fingers, a fly was held captive. There were four on each hand, four on each side, perfectly symmetrical.

Achieving this was incredibly difficult.

It required extreme eyesight, hand speed, and precise timing.

Catching one fly might be possible with a few tries.

But to simultaneously catch eight flies with both hands, one between each adjacent pair of fingers, no more, no less, and with perfect accuracy...

The difficulty was so immense that just thinking about it made one gasp. The chance of achieving this in modern society was practically zero.

Yet, in this other world, any Martial Artist could achieve it.

Even a very small number of Blood Brave Disciples could accomplish this feat.

And Yang Heng, who hadn't even stepped through the door of martial arts, could do this. He was truly a prodigy!

After some experimentation, Yang Heng had a general understanding of the changes his body had undergone.

He changed into a clean set of clothes and returned to the training grounds, eager to practice the Vajra Fist and test how much his cultivation talent had improved.

After completing a set of Vajra Fist, Yang Heng was utterly stunned, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a duck egg.

He performed the entire set of fist techniques with extreme fluidity, without any hesitation, moving like flowing water and with great freedom.

Every move and every stance looked incredibly powerful, exuding an imposing aura. Most people who saw it would have praised him.

Yang Heng could hardly believe it, as if he were in a dream.

Suddenly, he had become a genius?

To resolve his doubts, Yang Heng decided to practice it again.

Yang Heng walked to the center of the open space, spread his legs, lowered his stance slightly, and assumed the starting posture for the Vajra Fist. He began to practice.

Indeed, everything that had just happened was real; he wasn't dreaming.

In the sunlight, Yang Heng in the training ground was like a Buddhist Vajra, his form majestic. Each punch contained immense power, striking the air and producing a resonant hum.

The fist winds were sharp, causing even the surrounding air to tremble slightly. Dust flew, and sand and stones scattered.

Instantly, the training ground was filled with flying sand and stones, and a figure emerged from the center of the dust cloud, walking with powerful strides.

Yang Heng's face was covered in a wide smile, his mouth stretched from ear to ear.

Before the smile faded, Yang Heng's body suddenly trembled.

Vaguely, he felt a stirring surge within him. He heard the sound of rushing water in his ears, as if a river were flowing through his body.

This... this was the opportunity to sense Blood Essence!