"Huh? Holy shit!!"
Hearing the noise, Zhao Er glanced around and finally noticed the changes to his house.
He had been focused on the changes within his body. Strength was the foundation of everything, after all. Only now, upon hearing the noise, did he realize that his house had completely changed.
The house itself was built from ore and was exceptionally sturdy. Weaker martial artists would have struggled even to damage it.
But what he had done yesterday was far too intense. He had drawn all the fine-gold energy in the surrounding area into his body at once, leaving no time for the energy from the mine to replenish it.
His residence had been closest to him, so naturally, it was the first to suffer. The fine-gold energy within its ore had been drained far too thoroughly.
His house could originally have held out a while longer, but he had just practiced inside it again. That had been the final straw that broke the camel's back, bringing the house to the brink of collapse.
Those noises were the result of the house's ore walls being about to crumble.
One glance was enough for Zhao Er to spot the problem. Without hesitation, he turned, gathered his weapons and medicinal pills, then shot outside.
He could not spare the time to use the door or a window. Zhao Er crashed straight through the wall.
Boom!!!
Zhao Er blasted a hole straight through the wall. He had barely left the courtyard when a tremendous crash sounded behind him. Several rooms collapsed in succession, sending countless stones and clouds of dust flying.
"Snrrt~~"
The Dragonblood Horse had already bolted outside. Upon seeing Zhao Er, it approached him with a snort.
"Coo, coo~~"
Little White Marten crouched on the Dragonblood Horse's head, watching the collapsed