Improvement

"Start with this. If the Primordial Magnetism Art could absorb impurities from my blood and qi once it reached mastery, that would be best."

"If not, then I'll take this path!" Feng Xiu made up his mind.

With that, his focus scattered, and he rose to continue practicing his fists.

Only after his entire body had gone sore and numb, with no strength left at all.

"Eldest Young Master, the medicinal bath has been prepared." Old Zhang's voice came from outside the door, carrying a hint of seeking credit.

"Good."

Feng Xiu's expression sharpened as he dragged his exhausted body into the bedroom.

The moment he entered, he saw a huge iron medicinal barrel in the middle of the room, its body a full size larger than the one used before.

The medicinal liquid within gave off a dark, murky red glow. As steam rose, fine bubbles churned to the surface.

On the table beside it, chunks of monster heart meat were stacked neatly, their surfaces coated in a thin layer of frost.

"Eldest Young Master, this is heart meat from monsters, all cut into ten-catty portions."

"This external medicinal bath method is far more potent than medicinal cuisine. You'll have to endure it when you soak."

As he spoke, he tossed all the monster hearts into the medicinal barrel in whole pieces.

After preparing the barrel earlier, Old Zhang had tested it with his hand. His fingers were still numb from the scalding heat.

And that had only been the medicinal liquid before the main ingredient—the monster hearts—was added.

He did not dare imagine how tyrannical the essence of ten monster hearts would be.

"Good." Feng Xiu nodded.

Old Zhang tactfully closed the door and withdrew.

Feng Xiu removed his outer robe and walked to the barrel. The flames