Sharpening the Spear on the Battlefield

He felt the food in his stomach slowly being digested and absorbed. With every beat of his heart, nutrients were carried to his withered limbs and bones.

For the moment, he still could not move.

He could only open the Fate Panel and examine his condition.

"Su Xinghe: Demon Suppression Bureau (Demon Extermination Guard)"

"Martial Arts: Seventh-Rank Realm (Five Viscera 16%)"

"Fate: Diligence Makes Up for Dullness"

"Trait 1: Water-Tight, Unyielding"

"Trait 2: Many Grains Make a Tower, Success Follows Naturally"

"Listening to Tides Art (Transcendent Mastery) 1/100000"

"Ascending Dragon Stance (Perfect Mastery) 732/10000"

"Head-Cleaving Technique (Hall-Entering) 2557/1000"

"Iron Body Art (Hall-Entering) 822/1000"

"Incomplete Red Lotus Treasure Vase Qi 0/10000"

At a glance, his heart lurched in shock.

Not only had the Red Lotus Treasure Vase Qi been emptied again, even the Listening to Tides Art had nearly fallen from its current level.

Every remaining point of experience told the tale of how his efforts over the past five days had gone to waste.

If this happened once more and the Listening to Tides Art fell to Perfect Mastery, the silver figures in his Consciousness Space would probably be cut in half.

A man beneath another's eaves had no choice but to bow his head. He could not win in a fight.

Then he could only accelerate his cultivation of the secret art...

Yet the gains from five days of bitter cultivation had not even withstood one crushing blow from the other party. If he did not seek another path, he would still be unable to escape the demon's clutches in the end.

Perhaps there was another way: complete his incomplete version of the Red Lotus Treasure Vase Qi. But the other party certainly would not reveal a scrap of the secret art used against him.

He could only