Gulp, gulp~
A frenzy of drinking and swallowing echoed continuously from the room.
The rich fragrance of medicine also kept seeping out through the cracks in the door.
Inside the room.
Fang Hong was clutching two jars of All-Inclusive Great Tonic Soup and pouring them madly down his throat.
Though the medicinal soup in those jars was still scalding hot.
Fang Hong seemed to feel not the slightest discomfort.
Moreover, compared with when he had first begun cultivating that morning, Fang Hong's body had changed drastically.
His height had shot up to nearly six feet.
The muscles on his body had also swollen by a full circle, each one seeming forged from steel.
He looked incomparably tall and mighty.
Fang Hong kept swallowing the medicinal soup, yet his eyes were fixed intently on the panel before him.
Great Falling Monument Hand: Sixth Layer (0/100)
The Great Falling Monument Hand, Sixth Layer!!
A series of crackling pops rang out from within his body.
Fang Hong had officially advanced into the Bone Forging realm!
As the muscles and skin across his body strengthened madly.
Waves of numb, tingling sensation also kept spreading from every bone in his body.
Bones were the framework of the human body, and the foundation upon which human strength rested.
Having broken through to the Bone Forging realm and gained the support of tougher bones.
The force he could unleash instantly surged severalfold.
At the same time.
Reaching the sixth layer of the Great Falling Monument Hand also meant Fang Hong's Great Falling Monument Hand had initially entered the realm of mastery.
When he circulated his inner force and triggered the transformation in the flesh and skin of his hands, Fang Hong's palms almost completely turned into a pair of savage beast claws.
His two broad, thick palms spread open like a pair of palm-leaf fans.
The twisted muscles resembled steel rods tangled together.
Nails hard enough to snap Fang Hong's saber outright, fingers as thick as two ordinary men's fingers side by side, and protruding knuckles the size of ping-pong balls.
His bluish-black palms were like old cowhide treated in medicinal solution—dull, thick, and tough.
No matter how one looked at them, they did not resemble hands a human could possess.
Yet no one would doubt the terrifying power contained within those savage palms.
Fortunately, after the Great Falling Monument Hand entered the realm of mastery, his control over his palms had reached a terrifying level.
As long as he dispersed the inner force stimulating and sustaining his palms.
Though Fang Hong's hands remained unusually broad and thick.
At least they were no longer as horrifying as before, looking nothing like human hands.
Moreover, Fang Hong believed that once he cultivated the Great Falling Monument Hand to the completion of the seventh layer—the realm of divine mastery.
His palms would most likely become much more normal.
It was like the Iron Sand Palm. Those who had only recently achieved success in cultivating it also had hands unlike ordinary people's.
Exceptionally rough, black or crimson in color, with a rank bloody stench.
But once the Iron Sand Palm was cultivated to a truly profound realm.
The practitioner's hands would instead become even more delicate than those of ordinary people, like Ice Skin Jade Body.
Fang Hong believed that once the Great Falling Monument Hand reached completion.
Even if it could not achieve that extent, the result should not be far inferior.
Thus, after resting briefly and recovering some of his qi and blood, Fang Hong immediately resumed cultivating.
Meanwhile, outside Xuan Yue Inn.
Several groups had already gathered.
"Gang Leader Wu, why aren't you in your gang handling its affairs? What sudden refined interest brought you to Xuan Yue Inn?"
A middle-aged man in an elegant long robe looked at a muscular, bearded man and asked.
"Town Chief, aren't you in quite the leisurely mood yourself?"
The bearded, muscular man chuckled. "What, if I come out for a stroll, do I have to report to you?"
"Hehe, the two of you should speak plainly."
"Aren't we all here for that expert who suddenly appeared?"
At that moment, the silver-haired old man standing between them, leaning on a cane, said with a smile.
"Elder Zhou speaks straightforwardly. Town Chief Zhang always talks as if shrouded in clouds and mist. A rough man like me can't quite understand him."
The bearded man snorted.
Beyond the three of them, more people had gathered around to watch.
Inside Xuan Yue Inn, many people were also observing this side.
Anyone who recognized who those three were had astonishment written across their faces.
"Good heavens, what day is it today? These three big shots actually showed up together."
Someone among the onlookers exclaimed.
"Oh? Who are these three? Why are you all reacting so strongly?"
A traveling merchant unfamiliar with the area asked curiously.
"That intimidating-looking burly fellow is Wu Pengjing, leader of the Sea Sand Gang, which controls many of the local water-transport vessels!"
"The one who looks like an elegant scholar is Zhang Wenbin, this town's Town Chief. They say his background is anything but ordinary."
"As for the silver-haired elder in the middle, he is Zhou Chengyuan, the former head of the Zhou Family, the most renowned family in town!"
The local looked the traveling merchant up and down.
"Brother, you seem to be a traveling merchant. If you want to transport goods, purchase goods, or sell goods around here, then you have to watch these men's expressions."
"If even one of the three takes a dislike to you and throws a stumbling block in your path, your business in this area will be finished."
"Hiss, so that's how it is. Many thanks for the guidance, brother!"
"Don't mention it."
Upon hearing the local's introduction, the traveling merchant immediately sucked in a breath of cold air, his face filling with shock.
One was the head of the underworld, one the head of the government, and one the master of the powerful local clans.
Good heavens.
The power represented by those three could basically encompass every facet of an entire region.
And now, these three powers had actually gathered here.
How could anyone not be astonished?
"Why have these people suddenly gathered here? Could something major have happened?"
"Who knows?"
The surrounding onlookers all discussed the matter heatedly.
Meanwhile, Wu Pengjing stared into the inn, his brow furrowing again.
At his side, the silver-haired elder Zhou Chengyuan's brows also twitched slightly.
Only Town Chief Zhang had no idea what was going on.
But right after that, a martial artist in fitted clothing leaned close and whispered a few words into his ear.
At once, a few traces of surprise appeared in the way he looked into the inn as well.
"Elder Zhou, you are widely traveled and vastly experienced. Have you noticed anything? What sort of background does the person inside have?"
Wu Pengjing asked Zhou Chengyuan beside him in a low voice.
Zhou Chengyuan stroked his snowy-white beard and shook his head.
"I cannot tell. Since this morning, I have faintly sensed that the person inside's aura has alternated between weakness and strength."
"Though it has constantly fluctuated between strong and weak, overall it has continued growing stronger."
"At first it was rather indistinct, but now it has become increasingly alarming."
"Judging by the aura just now, he has likely reached the Bone Forging level."
"Inside," Zhou Chengyuan narrowed his somewhat cloudy eyes.
"I fear an expert above the Bone Forging realm is cultivating some kind of martial art."
Hearing Zhou Chengyuan's words, Wu Pengjing nodded.
Then he looked at the surrounding spectators and frowned.
"You two, shall we go in first? There are too many people gathered outside."
"We might displease the person inside."
At that, Zhou Chengyuan glanced around and nodded.
"Gang Leader Wu is right. That is precisely what we should do."
Thus, the three slowly walked into Xuan Yue Inn.
As for the subordinates they had brought, they remained outside and dispersed the watching crowd.
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