Xuan Yue Inn.
After leaving the Zhou Family, Fang Hong could not wait to return to the inn.
Once back in his room, Fang Hong took out a small porcelain bottle.
Back in Water Origin Cave, he had filled a total of sixteen bottles with Water Origin Spirit Liquid.
This was merely one of them.
Opening the stopper, he sensed the aura emanating from the spirit liquid within.
Fang Hong once again felt that craving from his body.
After thinking it over, he lightly dipped his fingertip into it, then placed a drop in his mouth.
Judging by the intensity of his body's craving, this Water Origin Spirit Liquid would surely bring him immense benefits.
But he still did not know exactly what it did.
So, to be safe, Fang Hong decided to try a single drop first.
The instant he put his finger into his mouth—
The drop of spirit liquid seemed to transform directly into a warm current, dispersing throughout the flesh and blood of his entire body.
"Hiss~~"
In the next instant, Fang Hong's expression abruptly changed.
He felt an enormous surge of energy appear within his body.
This energy was not violent. On the contrary, it was exceedingly gentle.
Yet under the effects of that gentle energy, the qi and blood within his body—
Began rising without end.
In only a few moments, his face had turned somewhat red from his constantly increasing qi and blood.
Seeing this, Fang Hong did not hesitate in the slightest. He immediately assumed a stance and began cultivating his techniques.
He had to quickly digest the energy within his body.
Only after quite some time did Fang Hong finally use up that energy inside him.
His qi and blood had consequently increased by a great deal as well.
Only then did Fang Hong look excitedly at the small porcelain bottle containing the Water Origin Spirit Liquid.
"What a powerful effect. Just one drop gave me so much energy..."
"With this, cultivation will become much more convenient from now on."
Having roughly figured out the effects of the Water Origin Spirit Liquid, Fang Hong thought excitedly.
Water Origin Spirit Liquid could strengthen one's qi and blood as well as one's physique.
But in Fang Hong's eyes, for himself—
Its greatest use was its ability to provide a massive amount of energy in a short time.
When it came time to cultivate other techniques and break through realms, he would no longer need to frantically drink All-Inclusive Great Tonic Soup.
Although using Water Origin Spirit Liquid to cultivate techniques was highly convenient—
Fang Hong did not plan to use it right away.
Something this convenient should be saved for now.
Take one step, look ten ahead.
Fang Hong had already decided that after spending several days cultivating all fourteen of his techniques to perfection—
He would immediately set out for the Star River Sect.
With his current strength, plus the token he possessed, even if his innate physique was ordinary—
There was a high chance he could still enter the Star River Sect.
And the Star River Sect was a sect organization.
Wherever there was an organization, unfairness was bound to exist.
So, considering the circumstances he might face after entering the Star River Sect—
Fang Hong still intended not to use the Water Origin Spirit Liquid for now, saving it in case of unforeseen need.
Otherwise, if something happened later, or if he obtained some powerful technique—
And wanted to cultivate it but lacked sufficient energy reserves to do so—
That would truly be miserable beyond words.
As for his cultivation now and over the next few days, he could simply rely on medicinal soups to replenish his energy.
In any case, he had money to burn now.
He had not even spent all the banknotes he had looted after wiping out Scholar He's Residence.
What was more, when Zhou Chengyuan and the others had invited Fang Hong to Water Origin Cave—
Besides the promised techniques and precious medicines—
They had also promised to give him wealth satisfactory enough for him.
Thus, Fang Hong was not worried in the least about running out of money.
After sorting through his thoughts—
Fang Hong did not waste any more time and directly began cultivating his martial arts.
There were fourteen techniques. He had to make haste.
The sooner he finished cultivating them, the sooner he could head to the Star River Sect.
Time was like water, always slipping quietly away before one realized it.
Four days flashed by.
Over these days, Fang Hong had been crazily cultivating all kinds of martial arts.
Aside from eating and sleeping, he had practically not wasted a moment of time.
During that time, Zhou Chengyuan's group of three also delivered his precious medicines, banknotes, and the rewards they had promised him.
They also tried to invite Fang Hong along while they were at it, but Fang Hong rejected them all on the grounds that he was too busy cultivating.
After working so hard for several days, his results were naturally gratifying.
Great Falling Monument Hand: Perfected Iron Leg Skill: Perfected Zhongping Spear Art: Perfected Cloud Piercing Palm: Perfected Jade Scale Body Tempering Technique: Perfected Flying Crane Fist: Perfected Mountain Shaking Fist: Perfected Tiger Subduing Saber Art: Perfected ...(Further content may be expanded)
All perfected!!
After four days of "arduous" cultivation, he had cultivated all fourteen of those techniques—
To the flawless realm of perfection, where mastery became instinct!
And thanks to the constant tempering of his body brought about by perfecting those dozen or so techniques—
His cultivation realm had risen once more.
Bone Refinement Great Accomplishment!!
More importantly, although his current cultivation realm was only Bone Refinement Great Accomplishment—
In truth, his Bone Refinement Great Accomplishment was absolutely not something ordinary Bone Refinement Great Accomplishment cultivators could compare to.
Although most of those fourteen techniques were merely Flesh Refinement-level techniques—
They had indeed made up for many of his weaknesses.
As for combat methods, he had gained so many more that even he could not say how many.
To be honest, even Fang Hong himself did not know just how strong his current combat power truly was.
"Hoo!"
Inside the inn room, Fang Hong, having calmed his qi and blood, let out a heavy breath.
By now, Fang Hong had grown taller once again.
He was about one meter eighty tall.
Yet in terms of physique, contrary to expectations, he was no longer as muscular and burly as before.
He did not look brawny. Instead, he appeared even more upright and imposing, exceptionally valiant.
Especially those eyes of his—clear and bright, dazzling with spirit, with sharp glints constantly flashing within them.
Though his appearance had become even more heroic and vigorous—
The intangible sense of pressure around him had grown even stronger.
The inn attendants who had delivered medicinal soups for him over the past few days no longer even dared to look into his eyes.
Once they drew close, they could not even speak properly anymore, stammering over every word.
"Since all the techniques have been cultivated, and my strength has smoothly broken through to Bone Refinement Great Accomplishment—"
"It is time to leave this place and set out for the Star River Sect."
Fang Hong clenched his fist, sensing the explosive power contained in his body. Looking out the window, he murmured softly.
With that thought, Fang Hong packed up his precious medicines, banknotes, and other belongings.
As he packed his luggage, Fang Hong saw the medicine jars strewn all over the room and shook his head with a smile.
Over the past few days, though the growth in his strength had delighted him—
He had also suffered greatly from constantly chugging medicinal soups to replenish energy.
He had drunk so much medicine that he was nearly going stupid.
Now, merely seeing those medicine jars gave him psychological trauma.
Before long, after packing everything up, Fang Hong directly carried a large bundle of luggage out of his room.
Leaving Xuan Yue Inn, Fang Hong headed straight for the docks.
He had already made arrangements with Wu Pengjing to travel by ship along the water route to the Star River Sect.
And just as he settled his bill and left Xuan Yue Inn—
Inside a house across the street, a man immediately sent out a carrier pigeon, passing along the news of his departure.
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