Goddess

After arduous training, Hamon Lv1 had increased. Current level: Lv2.

Hamon Lv2: While active, slightly increases cellular activity and slightly enhances the body's self-healing ability.

Bai Cangshu's arms were wrapped in white bandages. The rhythm of his breathing through his nose and mouth alternated between short and rapid, then long and drawn out. This peculiar breathing rhythm continuously generated Ripple within his body.

After nearly uninterrupted use of Hamon for five consecutive days, coupled with Bai Cangshu's almost self-destructive training of his own body, it had finally advanced directly.

Bai Cangshu could now clearly feel the warm fluctuations within his body—the so-called Ripple—appearing inside him with tangible substance for the first time.

You have comprehended a sense of qi. You may unlock sequences related to Martial Artists and Qigong Masters.

Bai Cangshu's guess had indeed been correct. So-called qi was also a special kind of energy produced by the body. Many Breathing Styles and qigong techniques had certain principles in common.

The differences lay only in the quality, quantity, and efficiency of utilization of qi.

For example, Breathing Styles existed in both Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba and JOJO World, capable of enhancing human physical ability and bodily vitality.

Qi in Dragon Ball World emphasized sheer magnitude. Powerful Martial Artists could condense Ki Blasts capable of destroying cities and even continental plates. And those monsters in the later stages could destroy planets at a whim.

At this moment, Bai Cangshu finally possessed the qualifications to embark upon that terrifying path.

Bai Cangshu unwound the bandages. His knuckles and the backs of his hands were covered in scars.

In Kengan World, there were cultivation methods similar to the ancient martial arts of East Xia. Before practicing techniques with terrifying destructive power, such as the Rakshasa Palm or the Magic Spear, one had to spend years tempering one's own flesh.

In Fox Shadow Style cultivation, one first had to perform Water Striking: continuously and fiercely striking the water in a basin with one's palms, sensing the changes in the water and the changes in force.

Striking water day and night without rest would eventually make the formless, soft water become like iron sand, capable of abrading wounds into one's palms.

Through this grueling training, one mastered Force Reversal and completely grasped spiraling force.

Then came Sand Striking, followed by Stone Striking, until one could finally enter the realm of Flesh Striking.

The Fox Shadow Style: Rakshasa Palm was a killing technique acquired through precisely this sort of harsh training.

Likewise, the Monstrous Arm Style required for the Magic Spear also involved grueling training, tempering one's limbs to an inhuman extent.

More coincidentally, Hamon in JOJO World also had two cultivation methods. One was naturally the ascetic and meditative practice of the Tibetan region, while the other rapidly raised one's Hamon realm through extreme, destructive training of the flesh.

It was based on this understanding that Bai Cangshu had purchased a large amount of Iron Sand for harsh training.

Over those five days, he seemed unable to feel pain at all, and in exchange, Hamon leveled up rapidly.

Attention, Code Ex051. A new round of spatial deployment will begin in 1 hour. Please confirm that your surroundings are safe in advance.

This scarlet notification abruptly appeared before Bai Cangshu.

Bai Cangshu paused, then continued applying ointment. He had around thirty minutes of remaining time in the Public Space, and returning from here to his dormitory would take around ten minutes.

So, he was not pressed for time.

Bai Cangshu leisurely packed up his things and left Xiao Ning's gym. He even patted the latter on the shoulder, causing Xiao Ning's face to turn pale as he feared he had done something wrong.

Bai Cangshu calmly returned to his dormitory, shut the door and windows, and confirmed that the bird could not enter. After checking the time, he issued the command to return to the space through the mark on his right hand.

The Sin Mark expanded in an instant, then transformed into a scarlet stream of information that engulfed Bai Cangshu.

When Bai Cangshu opened his eyes again, he had returned to his Private Space. However, unlike last time, his Private Space had nearly doubled in size. What had once been a tiny dormitory of less than twenty square meters had become a room of nearly sixty square meters.

This was the result of his Private Space devouring Evans's space after he killed him. Bai Cangshu had returned to the space once before to inspect the changes to his Private Space.

He discovered that Evans had stored only some food and water in his Private Space, with nothing valuable among them. Bai Cangshu had taken the opportunity to redesign the room, converting it into a very minimalist one-bedroom apartment.

Bai Cangshu briefly sorted through his Backpack, changed into Mercenary Tao's Pink Robe, and put on the disguise of the Visage of an Ancient God before pushing open the door into the Public Space and heading straight for the Goddess's Abode.

The so-called East District Miracle: Goddess's Abode was a mysterious place at the top of a heavenly staircase of white jade steps behind the four major functional institutions, including the Alchemy Institute.

When Bai Cangshu arrived at the entrance, two white jade lions crouched before the White Jade Staircase. As he approached, the two lions lowered their heads and sniffed him, then spoke in human voices.

"Smells like a newcomer."

"Mm, he's carrying an offering too. He may go up."

Both lions stood over ten meters tall and exuded immense pressure. Bai Cangshu raised an eyebrow, guessing that the so-called offering was probably a Singularity. After all, the reincarnators in the space seemed to tacitly assume that only those with Singularities could visit the Goddess's Abode.

Pressed for time, he did not linger and quickly ascended the stairs. But at that moment, a woman's voice suddenly rang out.

"Within My abode, time does not flow."

The voice's timbre and pitch perfectly matched Bai Cangshu's sense of beauty. Any sharper and it would have sounded grating; any lower and it would have lacked its lingering melody.

It was so perfect that merely hearing it made one stop in one's tracks.

Tch. What a perfectly nauseating voice.

That was Bai Cangshu's assessment. He disliked things that were utterly flawless, but he had indeed noticed that his remaining time in the Public Space was no longer decreasing.

He also noticed that after entering the White Jade Staircase, he had not seen any other reincarnators. Yet given the number of reincarnators in the East District, that was clearly unreasonable. No matter how precious Singularities were, he could not be the only one using them.

Perhaps the instant he stepped onto this White Jade Staircase, he had already entered an independent space.

"This time, it is a clever little fellow."

The female voice appeared again. Bai Cangshu confirmed that she truly could read his thoughts. Was this the so-called Goddess...?

It took Bai Cangshu roughly sixty heartbeats to finish ascending the White Jade Staircase and arrive at an enormous, empty White Jade Plaza.

The surroundings seemed shrouded in clouds and mist. Whenever the mist shifted, one could glimpse the deep blue sky and a sea of clouds.

Reaching the center of the plaza, Bai Cangshu looked at the colossal being there and spoke in wonder once more.

"So this is the so-called... Goddess."

Her silver hair drifted in the air, her red eyes were like blood, and her skin was white as tender jade. There was not the slightest flaw on her entire body. The only unusual thing was that she was likely over ten meters tall. Even floating in midair, she filled Bai Cangshu's entire field of vision.

"What, is My appearance not goddess-like enough?"

"According to statistics, the preference for silver hair and red eyes is highest in East Asia."