Twenty days later.
In Yi Yang's room.
He sat cross-legged in a wooden tub. Over twenty days of cultivation, the once-concentrated medicinal liquid had gradually faded, and its final wisp of green medicinal power was absorbed into his body.
This medicinal liquid had been prepared with a blood river flower.
The blood river flower was a rare body-tempering treasure medicine. At the very least, nothing of this caliber could be found in Suining's Prefectural City.
He had spent thirty-five spirit crystals on it in total. That was the "discounted price" Lin He, president of the Suiyuan Merchant Guild, had given him. It had been purchased from Qing Province as well.
As the final wisp of medicinal power entered him, the pale-gold blood within his body suddenly boiled, as though a red-hot branding iron had been plunged into it.
Yi Yang's body tensed. Veins bulged at his temples, while the blood vessels beneath his skin writhed like little snakes.
Rather than circulating his power to suppress it, he deliberately dispersed the protective wood-nurturing astral force around his body.
Martial Extreme Dragon Elephant Body operated at full power.
His bones gave crisp cracks under the pressure. The medicinal power tore his muscle fibers apart inch by inch, only for a strange vitality to draw them back together, rebuilding and weaving them at an even faster pace.
Rupture, regeneration.
The process repeated over a hundred times.
Tempered by the blood river flower's domineering medicinal power, the pale-gold blood inside Yi Yang grew richer in color, taking on a thick, mercury-like texture as it flowed.
An unknown amount of time passed.
When the final wisp of medicinal power merged with his blood, the droplets that had seeped onto his skin during the reconstruction of his muscles actually flowed back into his pores.
As his