Dragon Rising from a Low-Martial World
Chapter 61

Cultivation

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It seemed he'd guessed part of the truth about this ability correctly. Even the Panel had acknowledged that his current understanding was right.

But why didn't he have this ability?

Now that he knew it was something every intelligent life-form possessed, Bai Chuan was puzzled.

Could he still not be considered an intelligent life-form? Or was he simply special?

Well, it made sense. With a heaven-defying ability like the Panel, it wouldn't add up if he weren't a little special!

Bai Chuan nodded in understanding and didn't dwell on it. As the saying went, where there's a will, there's a way; when the boat reached the bridge, it would pass beneath.

He'd find out once he grew stronger.

After all, so many things he hadn't understood before had become clear as he grew.

He shook his head, carefully picked up the Compass with one claw, hooked the cloth pouch with the other, and slowly left.

In his current badly wounded state, he'd probably have to stay here for a few days.

If so, he ought to find some time to clean out the cave.

The next day.

After resting through the night, Bai Chuan found that the pain in his tail had eased considerably.

The price he paid, however, was a ravenous hunger. His stomach burned like a ball of fire.

He was hungry! His body was telling him it desperately needed food.

That made sense. Yesterday, he'd eaten only one deer, yet he'd expended a huge amount of energy.

His own venom, Frost Strike, and even the Panel all required energy.

Fortunately, he could now absorb almost all the energy in his food.

He could tell from the 50% increase in his points on the Panel.

After supplying the energy needed by every part of his body, he'd

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