Yang Ling frantically drew in Counterfeit Blood Tyrant Pills, one after another.
Each pill increased his strength by 5 points.
As for the toxins within them, they could not linger in his body for even a second under the flames of the Sacred Qilin Martial Dao Furnace.
His strength attribute soared, breaking through the 18,999-point threshold in an instant and reaching 19,000!
Yang Ling's expression shifted as he quietly sensed the changes in his body.
The Sacred Qilin Martial Dao Furnace shows no sign of manifesting? So I still haven't reached the Upper Third Grade? Does my agility need to break past 18,999 points too?
He nodded thoughtfully. Rather than rush to increase his agility, he continued taking Counterfeit Blood Tyrant Pills.
Moments later, Yang Ling's strength attribute had broken past 20,000.
Twenty thousand strength...
Emotion stirred in Yang Ling, and the long years of arduous cultivation along the way flashed through his mind.
He had started with single-digit strength. Now, not only had his strength reached five digits, but its first digit was already a 2.
It really hasn't been easy getting this far. Only I know all the joys and hardships along the way.
Yang Ling quickly collected himself and continued siphoning in Counterfeit Blood Tyrant Pills.
On the attribute panel, his strength soared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
First, it passed 21,000!
Then, 22,000!
Finally, it stopped at 22,400!
All five thousand Counterfeit Blood Tyrant Pills had been consumed.
Yang Ling licked his lips, still craving more.
This time, he had raised his strength attribute to his heart's content.
His health had also increased by a full 50,000 points!
Next... agility.
With a thought, Yang Ling assigned all 1,800 free attribute points to agility.
In the blink of an eye, his agility shot from