Boy, Become My Disciple

"Already mastered it?"

Tie Xiaochuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, shock flickering within them.

No cultivation art was easy to learn at the outset. Though this art might be beneath his current realm, it still required time. Yet in less than half an hour, Fang Mo had cultivated the Savage Body Refinement Art to its first realm.

Tie Xiaochuan understood the Barbarian Tribe's cultivation arts. He himself was a body-refining martial artist, so he had researched these unusual Barbarian Tribe techniques.

The moment blood patterns rose across Fang Mo's body, he knew Fang Mo had completed the first realm—the Blood Boiling Realm.

Tao Shang, Xia Fanbai, and Zhan Tiancheng were also watching from nearby, equally stunned. No matter how gifted or insightful Fang Mo was, the Savage Body Refinement Art required one to temper the flesh step by step. It was bound to take time. How could he have mastered it so quickly?

Only the people from the Galactic Alliance remained remarkably calm. They had witnessed too many of Fang Mo's miracles already, so nothing surprised them anymore.

Even if Fang Mo directly broke through into the True Man Realm now, they would not find it strange. It seemed only natural.

Crack! Crack!

At that moment, bursts of bone-popping sounds rang out from within Fang Mo's body. The deep rumbling seemed to make his entire body vibrate.

The blood patterns appearing on his skin rapidly faded, sinking into his flesh.

"The Frenzied Bone Realm!"

Tie Xiaochuan, who had been lounging sideways, abruptly sat upright, his gaze turning serious.

Frenzied bones roared in fury, blood patterns drew inward—bone patterns were about to form. Once Savage Patterns formed, one would enter the Frenzied Bone Realm.

Wasn't this far too fast?

He stared at Fang Mo, doubt and shock flashing in his eyes. He could