Body Tempering

Name: Nalan Chaoge

Gender: Male

System Level: [D] Tier

Dou Po Cultivation Level: One-star Dou Zhe.

System-Refined Pills: Grade 2

Redeemed Ninjutsu: [Clone Technique] [Transformation Jutsu] [Eight Inner Gates]

Summoned Tailed Beast: None

Impure World Reincarnation: None

Owned Points: 28000

Looking closely like this, even Nalan Chaoge was startled.

This was the correct way to open the system.

There were a full 28,000 extra points.

To him, that meant sheer strength.

However, he did not rush to make a move, deciding to head home first.

His rank was too low, and if he were blocked by people from the Mu Family in this place, he would find himself in danger.

What use was having a system if he kicked the bucket? The system wouldn't pop out to help him kill people.

Following the original path, he sneaked back to the Marshal's Mansion.

Slinking all the way into his own room, Nalan Chaoge finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, feeling completely exhausted as if paralyzed, he slumped onto a chair.

It was his first time acting so fiercely imposing, and his little heart couldn't quite take it, pounding wildly and irregularly even now.

Catching his breath, Nalan Chaoge spent 1,800 points to raise his strength to the ten-star Dou Zhe level.

However, he did not break through from Dou Zhe to Dou Master.

Improving strength too quickly was not a good thing. If he wasn't familiar with the strength of a Dou Zhe and directly possessed the power of a Dou Master, it would likely cause damage to his body.

What's more, Nalan Chaoge also knew the meaning of the words "step by step."

Nalan Chaoge still had injuries on his body, scars left from exercising his body today.

He called Guo'er to fetch a tub of hot water, then stripped off his clothes and sat right in.

Sending Guo'er away, Nalan Chaoge took out a Marrow Cleansing Pill.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill had the effect of cleansing the marrow and altering the tendons, which was precisely what he needed.

As soon as the pill entered the water, it immediately transformed into an ink-green liquid, instantly dyeing the entire wooden barrel.

Nalan Chaoge did not hesitate, immediately assuming a cultivation hand seal and slowly closing his eyes to sense the energy within the water with his mind.

Between breaths, as time dragged on, the Qi currents condensed by the turquoise liquid in the wooden basin slowly seeped into his body along the youth's opened pores.

As the Qi entered his body, that tender young face of the youth suddenly radiated a warm-jade-like luster, his entire skin also glowing with a faint light.

Nalan Chaoge kept his divine sense guarded inward, quietly watching the energy infiltrating his physical body.

Upon entering the body, the pale green energy did not rush into the Qi Sea, instead attaching itself directly to his bones and meridians.

One side was patches of grayish-black toxin, and the other was pale-green energy.

The two sides engaged in something like a tug-of-war.

Although the pale green energy couldn't do much to the Poison Mark at the very beginning, it couldn't be helped that the Poison Mark hadn't been spat out by a fifth-order Magical Beast Poison Mark Python, and furthermore, the Poison Mark clinging to Nalan Chaoge was less than one in ten thousand. This Marrow Cleansing Pill actually had an effect on the Poison Mark.

Originally, Nalan Chaoge had thought about borrowing the system's power to remove the Poison Mark within his body.

Yet doing so would ruin the effect of his own physical training.

Then so be it.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill was only a Grade 2 Pill, and it could only wash away impurities within the human body. Even without the Marrow Cleansing Pill, upon entering the Dou Zhe stage, the impurities in the body would gradually be removed anyway.

However, Nalan Chaoge had not expected that this Marrow Cleansing Pill would actually undergo a transformation upon contacting the Poison Mark.

On his bones, the pale green energy finally occupied a tiny foothold, and that very tiny spot was radiating a warm-jade-like glow-those were precisely his own bones.

Nalan Chaoge was overjoyed!

As long as it had an effect,

he could train this body of his into a wall of bronze and iron walls. At that time, opening the Eight Inner Gates might yield miraculous results.

Wait, why open it at that time?

Once he thought this through,

Nalan Chaoge changed his hand seals.

"Eight Inner Gates, Gate of Opening, open!"

With the Gate of Opening opened, the restrictions on the brain domain were lifted to achieve the goal of unleashing 100% of physical capability, over-consuming bodily energy.

Naturally, the speed of absorbing energy would also double.

Once the Gate of Opening opened, the green energy in the wooden barrel also accelerated its flow rate. The energy that would normally have taken a whole day to absorb was actually completed in a mere hour after opening the Eight Inner Gates.

Knowing that the green liquid in the wooden barrel had once again returned to clarity, Nalan Chaoge let out a long breath, keeping his divine sense guarded inward. The five toes of his right foot had already turned into a warm-jade-like color.

A Grade 2 Pill plus enduring a day of beatings had actually only cleansed the toes on a single foot? When on earth would he ever transform his entire body?

Still, the Poison Marks adhering to Nalan Chaoge's bones had actually all been cleared away.

It seemed his beatings had not been suffered in vain.

Ever since Nalan Chaoge wiped out Mu Lu, he had never appeared in the Holy City again.

Every morning just as day was breaking, soul-stirring cries of Nalan Chaoge would drift from the back mountain of the Nalan Royal Mansion, their "ohs" and "ahs" so noisy that they turned the entire royal mansion upside down.

Curious people had gone to the back mountain to take a look, only to find themselves unable to keep watching after just a couple of glances.

It was said to be too cruel.

The young master was hung from a tree, and Guo'er held a blood-red whip, lashing him stroke by stroke without holding back at all.

Was this cultivation, or was it suffering?

Tsk tsk...

Mu Tong had already been back for a month, and he had even broadcasted harsh threats throughout the Jia Ma Holy City, vowing to make Nalan Chaoge pay in blood.

Nalan Chaoge killed Mu Lu, so Mu Tong avenging his younger brother was only natural and right.

Mu Tong was a two-star Dou Master after all, and this time, as long as Nalan Chaoge accepted the challenge, he would undoubtedly die.

The Nalan Family had few descendants. Let alone Nalan Chaoge, even the genius Nalan Yanran was no match for Mu Tong.

For a time, the Nalan Family practically became the laughingstock of the entire Holy City.

Every single day, the thing Mu Tong loved to do was stand in front of the Marshal's Mansion of the Lionheart and hurl abuses for two hours.

Yet what people found strange was that not a single person came out of the Nalan Royal Mansion to accept the challenge.

Among the younger generation of descendants nowadays, only Su Han possessed the strength of a two-star Dou Master, yet whenever Su Han faced Mu Tong's provocation, he would merely let out a cold snort and walk out of the Marshal's Mansion as if nothing were wrong, returning in the afternoon safe and sound.

However, any other descendants of the Marshal's Mansion who stepped outside would get beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces swollen.

When this matter was reported to Elder Mu, Elder Mu merely let out a cold snort from his nose, "If you have the ability, beat them back. If you don't have the ability, then cower in the royal mansion and don't go out, isn't that it? Who told you lot to lack skill!"

Right at that moment, those soul-stirring cries of Nalan Chaoge would drift over from the back mountain once more, and then everyone somewhat understood why Nalan Chaoge was pushing himself so desperately.

For the honor of the Marshal, for the honor of the Nalan Family.

The young master was cultivating with such effort, what reason did they have not to work hard?

For a time, the entire Nalan Royal Mansion entered a strange cycle. As soon as the miserable shrieks sounded from the back mountain, everyone would consciously pick themselves up and begin cultivating.

Unconsciously, a month passed.

Cultivation passed in bitter, sleep-forgetting toil. The sunlight piercing through the windows gradually weakened, and the scorching temperature slowly lowered.

In the wooden basin, the youth with tightly closed eyes sucked the final stream of Qi into his body. His eyelashes blinked slightly, and a moment later, his pitch-black pupils suddenly snapped open.