Taking the Stage, Switching Fighters at the Last Moment

Fang Shu remembered Hall Master Du's instructions. He was only lending a fist; it was an outsider's important matter, not his own.

He stayed in his room to recover. Within a day or two, he had fully recovered from his minor injuries, but he did not rush to leave.

Instead, he used the pressure brought by sparring with Qin Min to thoroughly temper his sinews and bones, until he had refined every last drop of Purple Lead Mica Milk in his possession into his body.

Only then did he feel the urge to go out and stretch his limbs.

And at this moment, one entry in his Dao Register had become:

[Realm: Second Tribulation Essence-Refining Human Immortal (50.1%)]

After using up two pouches of Purple Lead Mica Milk, Fang Shu had completed over half of the Second Tribulation cultivation process in a short span of time!

Compared to when he had first acquired Purple Lead Mica Milk, this efficiency seemed to have fallen sharply.

But in truth, this was entirely normal.

The further one progressed in cultivation, the slower advancement became and the greater the consumption. Especially while taking medicine, Fang Shu placed extreme importance on his foundation. He would rather waste medicinal power than allow the foundation of his qi and blood to become shallow and unstable.

Moreover, aside from consuming it himself, he had also diverted quite a few precious medicines to feed the Long-Tongue Sword and his gu insects, occasionally using them to refine new gu insects as well.

For two pouches of Purple Lead Mica Milk to carry his cultivation more than halfway forward was already a tremendous surprise to him. He immediately felt that his "superior" bone aptitude had not been refined in vain.

Had he still possessed his former average bone aptitude,