Absorbing the Marrow Cleansing Pill to Improve Physique

The medicinal power of the Marrow Cleansing Pill was overbearing.

It had not undergone any dilution.

Pure energy rampaged through his blood vessels.

Su Chen felt as if his body were about to be torn apart.

He gritted his teeth, refusing to lose consciousness.

He immediately mobilized the soul power within his Sea of Consciousness.

The materialized spiritual power transformed into an invisible giant hand.

This giant hand forcibly suppressed the rampaging medicinal power.

He began to circulate the Chaos God-Demon Art.

The black and white vortex at his dantian accelerated its rotation.

The vortex generated a massive suction force.

The medicinal power scattered throughout his limbs and bones was forcibly drawn in by the vortex.

The medicinal power began to circulate along the specific pathways of the Chaos God-Demon Art.

This greatly alleviated the pressure on his meridians.

The changes brought about by the Marrow Cleansing Pill were not limited to his bones.

His internal organs were all being scorched by high heat.

The sound of his heart beating was like the thrumming of war drums.

The speed of his blood flow was ten times that of an ordinary person.

This was a remodeling that broke the shackles of his genes.

Su Chen kept his eyes tightly shut.

His gums were bitten until they bled.

A metallic, sweet taste spread through his mouth.

This, instead, stimulated his nerves.

It kept him in a state of absolute clarity.

He continuously urged the Million-Year Head Soul Bone in his mind.

The materialized spiritual power acted like cold water.

Time and again, it poured over his nerves, which were on the verge of collapse.

Without the assistance of this soul bone, relying solely on the spiritual power of a six-year-old child, he would never have been able to endure this level of soul-deep agony.

Black impurities overflowed through his pores.

These were toxins hidden deep within his bone marrow and blood.

Waste residue accumulated from years of consuming coarse food was thoroughly expelled.

Su Chen's skin was covered in a thick layer of black, sticky fluid.

This layer of mucus emitted a pungent, foul stench.

The Soul-Calming Incense in the room was completely masked by this foul odor.

As the cultivation technique continued to circulate, a miniature energy vortex appeared around Su Chen's body.

The Fire-Attribute Crystal in the room shone with intense brilliance.

The energy contained within the crystal was forcibly stripped away.

It transformed into red specks of light that flowed into the vortex.

These energies were likewise swallowed by the black and white vortex.

They were converted into the purest light and dark soul power.

The marrow cleansing process lasted for four full hours.

The glow of the Night-Shining Pearl gradually dimmed.

The sky outside the window had already turned bright.

The medicinal power was finally completely absorbed.

The tearing sensation within his body gradually vanished.

In its place was a sensation of extreme coolness.

His fractured bones healed anew.

A faint, jade-like luster shimmered across the surface of his newly formed bones.

His narrow meridians had been widened by more than tenfold.

The walls of his meridians had become as tough as leather.

Su Chen slowly opened his eyes.

A flash of black and white light flickered deep within his pupils.

He lowered his head to look at his body.

His clothes were thoroughly soaked through with sweat and black, viscous sludge.

The sludge clung tightly to his skin.

It felt incredibly uncomfortable.

He stood up.

His body felt so light it was as if he had no weight at all.

He walked to the washroom on the side of the room.

This was a high-end facility provided by the Cloud Condensing Pavilion.

Inside the washroom was a massive white jade bathtub.

The water was drawn from an underground hot spring.

The temperature remained at a perfect, comfortable level all year round.

Su Chen stripped off his filth-covered clothes.

He jumped straight into the hot spring pool.

The water instantly turned murky, stained by the black impurities.

He scrubbed his skin vigorously.

After changing the water three times, he finally washed the grime from his body completely.

Su Chen stepped out of the bathtub.

He stood before a large, floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror.

He carefully examined his current appearance.

The body that had once looked withered due to malnutrition had completely transformed.

His height had shot up by a significant margin.

He looked nothing like a child of just six years old.

Instead, he resembled a boy of eight or nine.

His skin was fair.

Yet, it did not appear weak.

His muscle lines had become balanced and fluid.

Every muscle contained explosive power.

He clenched his right fist.

A faint sonic boom echoed through the air.

He had not mobilized any soul power.

He threw a punch forward using only the strength of his physical body.

The wind from his fist whistled.

The gauze curtains in the washroom swayed violently from the force.

Su Chen was very satisfied with the power of this punch.

He estimated that his pure physical strength now exceeded two thousand jin.

Even those level thirty Soul Elder experts who specialized in defense and strength would absolutely be unable to withstand this punch if they did not use their martial souls.

This physique was more than enough to absorb a thousand-year soul ring.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill had thoroughly raised his physical limits.

After being baptized, his internal organs were now as tough as refined iron.

With every breath, his lungs could efficiently absorb the free-floating energy in the air.

Even without deliberate meditation.

The Chaos God-Demon Art would automatically circulate through his body in a minor heavenly cycle.

This was equivalent to cultivating around the clock.

Su Chen dried his body.

He walked out of the washroom.

He found a brand-new set of black brocade robes in the wardrobe and changed into them.

The size of the clothes was a perfect fit.

It was clear that Bibi Dong had sent someone to have them custom-made in advance.

Su Chen returned to the bed and sat down cross-legged.

There were still two days left until the high-level meeting.

He had to use these two days to completely master the soul power within his body.

He closed his eyes once more.

His consciousness sank into his sea of spirit.

The scriptures of the Chaos God-Demon Art flickered incessantly in his mind.

He discovered that this cultivation technique could not only purify soul power.

It could also strengthen the origin of his martial souls.

The golden radiance of the Judgment Holy Sword was becoming increasingly pure.

The holy fire burning upon the blade faintly permeated outside his body.

The black of the God-Slaying Magic Spear grew even more profound.

The dark red dragon scale patterns on the spear shaft seemed to come alive.

They slowly undulated in the darkness.

The quality of his martial souls was evolving alongside the improvement of his physique.

His level twenty Innate Full Soul Power flowed like a gentle stream.

It moved through his meridians at the whim of his will.

There was not a single sense of stagnation.

He could even force this soul power out of his body.

Forming materialized air blades at his fingertips.

Over the next two days.

Su Chen did not step a single foot outside the Cloud Condensing Pavilion.

He remained in a state of meditation the entire time.

The maidservants delivered three meals on time every day.

The standard of the food was extremely high.

The interior of the food box was inscribed with a heat-preserving soul guidance array.

The plates were filled with roasted, golden-brown meat from a century-old Lightning Leopard.

Beside it was a rich soup brewed with precious medicinal herbs.

Su Chen chewed the beast meat heartily.

The violent energy was instantly shredded by the black and white vortex.

It transformed into pure nutrients that merged into his limbs and bones.

After eating high-tier soul beast meat for two consecutive days.

He discovered that his physical strength had reached a peak state.

The guards surrounding the Cloud Condensing Pavilion were strict.

Without Bibi Dong's personal decree.

No one could approach within a hundred meters of this place.

On the morning of the third day.

Sunlight shone through the lattice windows into the room.

Su Chen opened his eyes right on time.

The soul power within his body had been polished to the extreme.

He was only a soul ring away from a complete breakthrough.

A rhythmic sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

The footsteps stopped right outside the entrance.

"Young Master, the Pope has sent word."

The high-ranking maid's voice sounded from behind the wooden door.

"The meeting is about to begin. Please proceed to the Elder Hall's assembly chamber."

Su Chen stood up.

He straightened his black brocade robes.

Hanging at his waist was the Purple Gold Pope Token, representing supreme authority.

He walked toward the door.

He reached out and pulled open the heavy wooden door.

Four bishops dressed in red were waiting outside.

Seeing Su Chen emerge, the four of them bowed in unison.

"Young Master Su Chen, His Holiness has ordered us to escort you."

One of the cardinals spoke respectfully.

Su Chen nodded slightly.

"Let's go."

He took the lead, walking at the very front.

The four cardinals followed closely behind.

The group left the Cloud Condensing Pavilion in a grand procession.

They headed toward the most central building of Martial Soul Hall.

The Elder Hall's assembly chamber was located at the highest point of Martial Soul City.

This was the power center where all major decisions for Martial Soul Hall were made.

The great doors of the hall stood wide open.

Two rows of Temple Knights stood guard on either side, holding long halberds.

The atmosphere inside the hall was heavy.

A massive round table was placed in the center.

The core leadership of Martial Soul Hall sat around the table.

Bibi Dong sat in the main seat.

She wore magnificent papal robes.

A purple-gold crown rested upon her head.

Her cold, sharp gaze swept over every elder present.

Qian Daoliu was not in attendance.

However, the Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, sat in the position directly opposite Bibi Dong.

On both sides of the round table, elders like Demon Bear Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo sat expressionless.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo sat at Bibi Dong's side.

The meeting had not yet officially begun.

But the air was already thick with the scent of gunpowder.

Su Chen stopped outside the door.

He could feel several formidable auras emanating from within.

These auras intertwined, forming an invisible web of pressure.

This was a show of force from the upper echelons of Martial Soul Hall.

The cardinals stopped at the entrance.

They were not qualified to enter a meeting of this level.

"Young Master, please enter."

One of the bishops reminded him in a low voice.

Su Chen did not hesitate.

He lifted his foot, crossed the high threshold, and stepped directly into the hall.

The moment he stepped inside, More than a dozen sharp gazes landed on him simultaneously.

An invisible spiritual pressure surged toward him.

The Million-Year Head Soul Bone in Su Chen's mind flickered slightly.

A materialized layer of spiritual energy formed a protective barrier over his skin.

Those pressures collided against the barrier.

They did not stir up a single ripple.

Su Chen's expression remained unchanged.

His pace remained steady.

His breathing was even.

This caused a flash of surprise to cross the eyes of the elders present.

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched Su Chen coldly.

He did not release any pressure.

Bibi Dong watched Su Chen approach with composure.

She pointed a finger toward the only empty chair beside her.

"Sit."

Bibi Dong's voice broke the silence in the hall.

Su Chen walked to the chair.

He turned to face the crowd.

Then, he sat down firmly.

The entire movement was smooth and fluid.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept across the room.

She ignored the varied expressions of the elders.

She crossed her hands in front of her.

"The person has arrived."

Bibi Dong spoke slowly.

"I have summoned you all today for one reason only."

"This Seat has decided to appoint Su Chen as the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall."

As soon as the words fell.

A commotion immediately broke out among the elders on both sides of the round table.

Demon Bear Douluo slammed his hand onto the table.

He stood up abruptly.

His eyes were fixed firmly on Su Chen, who sat beside Bibi Dong.