Marrow Cleansing

"Can that work too?"

Marrow Cleansing Pill: An ancient pill capable of reforging one's foundation. It had now been completely lost. Swallowing it brought immense suffering; those without great perseverance should use it with caution.

Su Bei looked at the crimson pill in his hand with a complicated expression. The moment he took it out, its rich medicinal fragrance filled the entire room in the blink of an eye.

Honestly, ten years had already passed. Even the most important matters should have been mostly forgotten by now, let alone a new company project from back then.

He had no memory at all of how the game's later plot unfolded. He only remembered that the female characters designed by the art team had all been quite pretty.

It was the weekend, and no one else was home. He had originally planned to head early to the martial arts academy for training. The Martial Artist Assessment was about to begin.

The Martial Artist Assessment differed according to the policies of each base city. Generally speaking, it was held once every three or six months.

Sky Lake Base City held it once every six months.

This was an excellent opportunity. If he missed it, he would have to wait until university.

But the value of the two was also different.

More importantly, if he performed exceptionally in this assessment, then even if he failed this time, passing next time would be practically guaranteed.

It counted as gaining experience.

But since he had a golden finger, naturally, he had to prioritize the golden finger first.

Without making much preparation, Su Bei shoved the Marrow Cleansing Pill straight into his mouth.

There was no chewing as he had expected. The moment it entered his mouth, the pill turned into a warm current and surged into his abdomen in an instant. Then it split into hundreds and thousands of streams, flowing into every limb and bone in Su Bei's body.

But very quickly, Su Bei could no longer smile.

As the medicinal energy flowed into his abdomen, a scorching sensation swiftly rose up. Once it fully settled there, boom—it was as if a raging inferno had been lit inside his body!

Su Bei's expression changed at once.

The boiling power was like a ferocious beast freed from its cage, surging wildly through Su Bei's body. Every impact brought faint pain to his body, and even his broad meridians seemed on the verge of shattering under the force.

Then, a tingling sensation spread continuously throughout his body, as though countless tiny hairs were lightly brushing against him.

Yet it brought no pleasure at all. Instead, it stirred up an unbearable itchy numbness that made it difficult for him to remain seated.

The soles of his feet and his armpits were especially bad. The numbness there was even stronger; he could neither pick at it nor scratch it. It was simply torturous.

Gradually, even his scalp began to itch and tingle, as if he had not washed his hair for months. Su Bei could not help reaching up to scratch it, forcibly pulling out several strands of hair.

But it had no effect whatsoever.

This sensation was not acting on the surface of his skin.

Then every part of his body—his arms, ribs, everywhere—seemed to begin tingling and itching.

Only now did the pill seem to begin displaying its true effect.

The numbness grew increasingly intense, followed closely by the pain of insects gnawing at him. It was a tearing pain, as though his body had been divided into tens of thousands of pieces, each one being torn apart, pulled open, then torn apart again.

The tearing pain and tingling sensation intertwined. Su Bei became dazed, feeling as though he had entered a world of pure white, his mind completely blank.

But pain still prevailed.

Su Bei clenched his teeth tightly, holding back a scream. Yet muffled groans still escaped his mouth from time to time, while his entire body trembled slightly beyond his control.

Honestly.

Su Bei had originally scoffed at so-called suffering. It was merely pain of the flesh. Compared to the great path of a martial artist, what did it amount to?

But this experience quickly taught him humility.

If someone possessed microscopic x-ray vision and looked at Su Bei right now, they would discover that the cells in his body seemed to have received some kind of nourishment. They continuously swelled, divided, and reproduced, cycling endlessly through those three stages.

The newly generated cells also seemed stronger than before. They became denser and tougher!

Beyond anyone's sight, these countless cells were undergoing a true evolution!

Su Bei's body was also changing at a visible rate. His shoulders seemed to have grown broader, and his already excellent physique was now approaching perfection.

Correspondingly, however, a layer of red gradually appeared over his body. His skin turned crimson, faint white vapor seeped from his pores, and his surface temperature rose to nearly fifty degrees.

Yet the pain only became more intense.

Su Bei now only hated that his willpower was too strong to let him pass out. If he could have fallen unconscious, perhaps it would not have been so unbearable.

He did not know how much time passed.

The entire bed had been soaked through with his sweat before the pain finally receded like a tide.

What followed was an incomparably comfortable sensation. His entire body felt as though it had been tossed into a hot spring, while strength seemed to be reborn from flames within his limbs and bones, gradually emerging bit by bit.

Su Bei collapsed directly onto the floor. Only after resting for quite some time did he slowly climb back to his feet.

Only then did he discover that his entire body was sticky. Black impurities had been forcibly squeezed out, giving off a foul, pungent odor.

Without bothering about anything else.

He hurried into the bathroom. After washing for over half an hour, he finally cleaned himself up. It was as though his skin had shed an entire layer, becoming smooth and delicate. His hair was glossy black, and his eyes seemed to gleam with sharp light, full of vigor.

His whole body seemed to have been reforged. Every inch of muscle and every bone brimmed with strength. As he walked, he felt light as a swallow, as though he could soar into the sky with a gentle leap.

His appearance had not changed, but his temperament was completely different, and so was everything within him!

Su Bei circulated the Great Sun Purple Yang Gene Method. Almost instantly, Solar Energy that had once been difficult to sense surged into his body, rapidly restoring his stamina.

"Reforging my foundation really is extraordinary!"

Su Bei was ecstatic.

Everyone knew that in Fantasy World stories, ancient times generally represented the ceiling of combat power. The significance of an ancient pill appearing in an urban high-martial world went without saying.

A single Marrow Cleansing Pill was not enough to let Su Bei ascend in broad daylight, but it laid an exceptionally solid foundation for him, pushing his innate talent and physique directly into the very top tier!

Su Bei's eyes suddenly snapped open, seeming to flash with sharp light. His chest expanded and contracted sharply, and he exhaled a stream of white vapor like a long snake. The breath was so condensed that it flew three or four meters before gradually dispersing.

His blood and qi were full and robust. With the slightest movement, it felt as though waves of air surged within him, his blood and qi roaring forth. His strength had increased by more than fifty percent compared to before!

Su Bei suddenly rose to his feet. The power of his blood and qi surged out as an internal furnace ignited, gathering blood and qi into his right arm in an instant. In that brief moment, his right arm seemed to swell thicker, veins writhing across it like little snakes as tremendous force blasted straight ahead.

Bang!

The air itself seemed to gain substance as it burst with a muffled boom.

A wave of air shot out alongside Su Bei's punch, striking the wooden bedroom door from afar with an explosive crack. The door itself split with fractures.

A solid fist wind was proof of greatly increased strength!

The words on the panel in his mind changed.

1.2 Main Mission

Your body has recovered its health. After swallowing the Marrow Cleansing Pill, your innate talent and physique have also become extraordinary. Seeing the original owner's father weep tears of joy, you are moved and decide to accelerate your path toward strength.

Mission: Become stronger

Reach the Martial Apprentice Realm

Difficulty: ☆

Reward: Thousand Punches Training

Su Bei said, "Martial Apprentice Realm..."

He no longer remembered the game's realm divisions very clearly, but if he recalled correctly, the Martial Apprentice Realm should have been a foundational stage.

He just did not know the exact requirements of the realm. If it completely conflicted with his own cultivation path, then he probably should not even think about completing this mission.

He waited for two minutes, but no new mission appeared.

"I wonder what pattern this panel follows when issuing missions?"

Su Bei muttered to himself, It can't be random, can it?

After committing the matter to memory, Su Bei stopped dwelling on it. After resting for a while, he headed straight out the door.

He could hardly wait to find out exactly how much his strength had increased.

Could he already have reached the level of a martial artist?