"Dragon Blood Grass!"
The Sword Elder's voice held rare surprise. "Boy, you've truly stumbled into extraordinary luck this time. This grass contains true dragon essence blood. Taking it can reshape your muscles and bones. With your current physique..."
Su Yu's breathing quickened involuntarily.
Ever since the Body Tempering Pills he had exchanged for at the Yunlan Sect began losing their effectiveness, his physical strength had stagnated at around twenty-eight thousand jin.
Although that figure was already extraordinary for an ordinary spirit condensation realm martial artist, his body remained his weak point compared with his astonishing talent for comprehension.
Even if he cultivated to the spirit condensation realm ninth layer peak, he would probably struggle to break through the forty-thousand-jin barrier.
He carefully approached the dragon blood grass and discovered three golden dewdrops condensed on the leaves of each stalk—the most concentrated essence, dragon blood marrow.
The moment his fingertips touched a stem, the entire spirit herb detached on its own. As it fell into his palm, it actually let out a clear, resonant dragon's cry.
"Take it directly," the Sword Elder instructed. "With your current cultivation, you can only refine one stalk at a time, with at least three days between doses."
Su Yu had barely swallowed the dragon blood grass when a scorching torrent exploded through his body.
He grunted and dropped to one knee. Every muscle in his body heaved violently like waves, while his bones emitted teeth-grating noises.
Tiny beads of blood seeped through his skin, only to evaporate into bloody mist under the intense heat.
"Circulate your cultivation technique, quickly!" The Sword Elder's shout exploded like thunder.
Enduring the excruciating pain, Su Yu immediately sat cross-legged and frantically circulated his spiritual energy along a specific route.
With every complete circulation, large quantities of black impurities were