The More It Hurt, the Faster He Cultivated? A Heaven-Defying New Method!

They exchanged bitter glances, neither saying any more nonsense.

First Hong had repeatedly warned them before: this cultivation method carried risks, and participation required caution.

They had insisted on it themselves, and they had already eaten the Immortal Herbs.

Now they wanted to regret it?

First Hong had said it before—death wouldn't get them out of it!

They awkwardly shuffled forward. One careless move meant an explosive crotch puncture.

The pain nearly made them bite their teeth to pieces, yet they did not dare tremble.

They took over three minutes to cover a mere half meter.

Oscar, the support-type Soul Master, was instead the first to lift his foot and slip it into a Barefoot Shoe.

A strange look flashed through his eyes.

It did not hurt?

That made sense.

How could the slight pain in the sole of his foot compare to getting his balls stabbed?

Besides, the shoe was somewhat loose, unlike the Fundoshi that clung tightly everywhere.

He put on the other shoe as well.

Instantly!

The pair of Barefoot Shoes suddenly tightened, turning into "small shoes" that squeezed Oscar's feet!

The cluster of Sharp Blades inside pierced his flesh, then began rotating in waves!!!

It was rotating!

Wave-like rotation!

Oscar was in so much pain that he could not stand steady and collapsed onto the ground.

Another explosive crotch strike!

Oscar's eyes rolled back, and he fainted from the pain.

The Barefoot Shoes immediately stopped their wave-like rotation, glowing with golden light as they healed his injuries.

Oscar was lucky that he could faint.

Over on Dai Mubai's side, sweat poured down like rain. He stood there trembling, not daring to move even slightly.

Damn it!

The fighting spirit he had always taken pride in had now become an obstacle to his release.

He could only grit his teeth and endure until time passed.

"God of Speed": This expression! It is so satisfying to watch!

"Nine Color Goddess": Zhu Qing, don't be anxious. This is only the beginning; they haven't even started cultivating the method yet.

"Nine Color Goddess": Streamer, give them a little sweetness too. Have them endure the pain while circulating Tibetan Esoteric Vajra Zen. There will be a surprise.

First Hong nodded and waited quietly.

The Nine Color Goddess and the God of Speed began giving passionate commentary.

Their remarks were so bold

that the other viewers did not dare join the conversation.

First Hong could not bear to look either, so he let his mind wander toward the matters ahead.

Tomorrow, they would head to the Star Dou Great Forest. If nothing unexpected happened, it would still be best to let Zhu Zhuqing absorb the Eight Spider Lances.

After that.

Yu Xiaogang should be coming to Shrek, right?

That useless "thesis plagiarist" deserved a proper welcome.

The opportunity at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had instead become something of a burden.

He would use it to provoke Tang San.

When the time came, he would fan the flames, make Tang San think he had obtained the Immortal Herbs, then personally step in and snatch away the opportunity.

That would definitely make all those big shots climax in their brains and shower him with rewards!

And also...

(If you big shots have any wild ideas, leave a comment!)

His thoughts drifted away.

He did not know how much time had passed.

Oscar slowly woke up and instinctively moved.

"Hiss—"

He froze in place, not daring to make the slightest movement.

"You're awake?" First Hong glanced at him. "Do you think the person who created this cultivation method was a complete pervert?"

Oscar and Dai Mubai did not dare speak or nod, but their eyes said everything.

"You should both be more or less capable of simply enduring this pain now."

"Try circulating Tibetan Esoteric Vajra Zen."

The two did as instructed.

Oscar had only just woken up and still had not adjusted to the rhythm.

But Dai Mubai, who had already endured for quite some time, soon began circulating the cultivation method in fits and starts.

At first, nothing unusual happened.

Until he failed to hold on, moved slightly, stabbed his balls, poked his dick, and scraped his feet.

The piercing pain made him jerk!

The circulation speed of the Soul Power within his body also suddenly surged by a large amount.

Hm?

Could pain accelerate the cultivation method?

Or was it just a coincidence?

Half-believing and half-doubting, Dai Mubai cruelly shuffled one step forward.

"Hiss—"

Amid the intense pain,

the Soul Power circulation he was watching closely advanced triumphantly all the way!

It really worked?

When the pain vanished, the efficiency plummeted.

Gritting his teeth, Dai Mubai began slowly pacing under Oscar's stunned gaze.

He discovered that his cultivation efficiency had increased by a full factor of one!

What did that mean?

A breakthrough that originally required six months would now take only three!

And furthermore...

Dai Mubai hardened his heart and turned his pacing into a brisk walk.

The speed of his Soul Power circulation rose rapidly along with it!

Did the efficiency increase in direct proportion to the pain?

Dai Mubai was utterly torn.

The good news—this Tibetan Esoteric Vajra Zen was extremely useful and could let him level up quickly.

The bad news—he had to torture himself.

The even worse news—the harsher the self-torture, the greater the improvement.

No wonder no one was willing to cultivate it.

No wonder Immortal Herbs had to be used as bait.

No wonder First Hong had given them advance warning.

This cultivation method was truly inhuman!

During this time,

Oscar, inspired by Dai Mubai, also discovered its secret.

His expression alternated between delight and spasms.

This was way too torturous, wasn't it?

After a while.

The two brothers in misery exchanged a glance, both helpless.

"First, no wonder you said we might die." Oscar said bitterly, "That Iron Nail Bed Board on the ground should be the 'housing' part of clothing, food, shelter, and travel, right?"

"Smart." First Hong gave him a thumbs-up. "But you're still a little off. Starting today, you'll carry this bed board on your backs day and night."

The two stopped breathing!

They had thought they only needed to endure it while sleeping. It was actually around the clock?

In the end, they had underestimated just how perverse the creator of this cultivation method was.

At this point, saying more was useless.

The two struggled over to the Iron Nail Bed Boards. Looking at the densely packed nails, they felt their scalps go numb.

But when they thought about how greater pain meant faster cultivation,

they accepted it!

Dai Mubai looked around, preparing to find some rope or something to tie it to his back.

"No need to make it so troublesome."

First Hong looked at the Livestream Room, the corner of his mouth twitching as he said—

"Just stick them directly into your backs. They'll lock themselves in place too, and then..."

"You'll know once you stick them in."

The two: "..."

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Stick them... into their backs?

There really was no limit to this guy's imagination?!

That was completely unnecessary!!!

They remained deadlocked for over half a minute, neither daring to move.

This method was too heaven-defying. They truly could not bring themselves to do it...

"Nine Color Goddess": Streamer, hurry up and continue! There is still the main event later!

"God of Emotion": There is still a main event after all this?

"Nine Color Goddess": This is barely anything yet, hehe!

"God of Emotion":

First Hong smacked his lips.

He walked over, lifted an Iron Nail Bed Board in each hand, and looked at the two.

"Long pain is worse than short pain. Turn your backs to me, and it'll be over in one go."

The two turned around trembling.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The Iron Nail Bed Boards slapped onto their backs, the nails piercing deeply into their flesh and catching against their bones!

Then, their sizes shrank until they matched the size of their backs. The nails were not pulled out during the process, and every bit of flesh they passed through was sliced apart.

It was comparable to being cut by a thousand blades!

The two once again entered vibration mode, in so much pain that they could not even make a sound.

But.

Just like the Fundoshi and Barefoot Shoes, these Iron Nail Bed Boards also had a healing effect.

Golden light shone, wounds closed, and the pain doubled!

Their vibrations accelerated!

With their previous experience, Oscar managed to endure it this time as well.

"Not bad." First Hong nodded. "These Iron Nail Bed Boards will normally shrink down. Whenever you need to rest, they will expand back into bed boards. After you finish resting, they will shrink again."

The two felt their brains crash!

What the hell?

That meant going through being cut by a thousand blades twice every time!

They would have to experience it once every day.

Their eyes dimmed, and they felt as if life had lost all hope.

They were tired. Let God of Destruction destroy everything.

Seeing their spirits sink, as though they had fallen into depression,

First Hong could not bear it.

He reminded them—

"This is meant to keep you from sleeping in. As long as you replace sleep with cultivation, it won't need to transform."

Only then did the two let out a breath, feeling a little more alive.

"First, what about the rest?" Dai Mubai asked bitterly. "Just tell us all at once. We can't take this bit by bit!"

Oscar nodded in agreement.

But because the movement was too large, he somehow tugged at something. He bared his teeth, his face twisting into a fierce grimace.