The instant Fang Chen's foot touched the pool, warmth spread through his sole. Then he felt threads of scorching energy burrow through his pores and into his body.
As soon as that energy entered his meridians, stabs of pain ran through them.
What fierce Spiritual Power!
Fang Chen marveled inwardly. Only one foot was submerged. If he immersed his whole body, even more Spiritual Power would pour into him.
Gritting his teeth, he slowly waded into the pool. When the water reached his stomach, he crouched until his body was completely submerged.
Hiss, hiss...
Threads of scorching energy burrowed through his pores. It felt as though needles were piercing every inch of his body. The pain was unbearable.
Just then, threads of cool energy appeared in his lower abdomen and flowed through his meridians to the rest of his body.
Fang Chen knew the cool energy must be the medicinal power of the Snow Lotus Pill. It eased his pain somewhat, but as time passed, more and more Spiritual Power poured into him. Even with the pill's help, the agony kept growing.
"Ah..."
Fang Chen could not hold back a scream.
"What the hell? Is something wrong with this kid's head? He got into the pool without even circulating his cultivation art?"
The people beside the pool stared in disbelief. Normally, as soon as someone entered, they released their True Qi and formed a barrier over their skin. It filtered out some of the Spiritual Power in the water, making what entered their body gentler. Only after their body had adjusted would they withdraw it.
"Kid, if you don't want to die, circulate your cultivation art! Use your True Qi to filter the Spiritual Power in the water!"
Someone beside the pool shouted to Fang Chen.
Fang Chen immediately circulated