What's wrong?
Hearing this, Bi Fan couldn't help feeling overjoyed. He immediately bowed respectfully. "Thank you, senior!"
The old Giant Whale smiled as he gathered all nine Inner Cores into his hand. Under the two of them' intent gazes, the dark, jet-black Inner Cores gave off not the slightest fluctuation of aura before turning into a beam of light and entering Bi Fan's body.
He froze for a moment. In an instant, a fierce, domineering force surged in, blazing through his body like a violent flame that shot skyward. The searing pain made him let out a muffled groan.
The old man watched him with a beaming smile. "Young man, I don't recommend absorbing the power of these Inner Cores. It's better to build up your cultivation foundation steadily, bit by bit. So I refined them first. They'll help your protective technique evolve to a greater extent."
Fine beads of sweat had already seeped across Bi Fan's forehead. He clenched his teeth and nodded hard. Sitting cross-legged in the little boat, he used Soul Power to mend, bit by bit, the injuries left by the raging flames.
Ling Xiaoxiao furrowed her brow and asked in confusion, "The aura of those nine Inner Cores seems to belong to the Devil Race. How can they help him evolve his Dragon God Body?"
The old Giant Whale smiled. "Among the Devil Race, those of the wyrm and dragon kind also possess dragon attributes. This boy's cultivation technique absorbs dragon-attribute aura, and absorbing it is enough to evolve."
"I see." She nodded. Seeing Bi Fan drenched in sweat, the veins on his forehead bulging, she gave a helpless, wry smile.
The road of cultivation was long and fraught with obstacles. If you wanted to become a powerhouse and stand at the highest peak, suffering