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The old man tied to the pillar glanced at the pill in Xiong Gao's hand and froze slightly. Then he could not help bursting into loud laughter. Although a rag had been stuffed into his mouth, his muffled voice still carried through.
"Little friend, do you know what the Body Integration Realm means?"
"Do you know what one must go through to cultivate to the Body Integration Realm? Mountains of blades, seas of fire—what have I not braved? I have wandered between life and death hundreds and thousands of times. Do you think I would fear this?"
"Isn't it just pulling nails and sticking needles under them?"
"Come on, call me Grandpa once, and you'll be my grandson!"
The old man's eyes were full of mockery and contempt as he sized Xiong Gao up. As a Body Integration Realm cultivator, he had his own pride. He had endured these so-called pains more times than he could count throughout his life.
Those who could cultivate to the Body Integration Realm might not all have encountered countless opportunities, but they had certainly taken no shortage of beatings.
"Mhm, mhm."
Xiong Gao nodded in considerable agreement. Then he rolled up his sleeves, pulled a dagger from his robe, stepped forward, cut a small wound into the old man's thigh, and stuffed the pill inside. The pill dissolved upon touching blood, and its medicinal effects quickly spread throughout the old man's body.
A tenfold increase in sensitivity.
Whether it was pain perception or any other form of sensation.
Cultivators were already more sensitive than mortals. This time, it had been enhanced to an outrageous degree.
Immediately afterward.
Xiong Gao stood up and let out a long breath. "Then let's begin directly with a fourth-grade torture device. I can tell you're probably a tough