Wenlong said goodbye to Wang Youcai. It seemed he could no longer stay in Lingnan City. He had to find another way out of his current predicament.
But then he remembered the fire spirit marrow. If he could absorb it, that would be wonderful.
The ice spirit marrow in his space should also be absorbable. He would have to give it a try.
With that thought, he headed to the cultivation room, ready to try absorbing the ice spirit marrow himself.
His consciousness entered the space, and even it shivered from the cold. He approached the ice spirit marrow, enduring the chill.
His consciousness gradually extended toward the ice spirit marrow. Before long, the cold became unbearable, and only then did he withdraw his consciousness from the space.
Once he returned to his body, he had to use the Fire Control Art to raise his temperature before he could slowly dispel the chill.
Only after his temperature returned to normal did he try again, but he still could not endure that cold.
Wenlong steeled himself inwardly. I won't stop until I've conquered the ice spirit marrow. If I fail, I'll try again. He kept trying, over and over.
After several days, his consciousness slowly adapted to the bone-piercing cold, and he began absorbing the ice spirit marrow.
Over the next three days, he nearly succumbed to the cold several times, and his consciousness was almost devoured in turn. In the end, he managed to pull through.
Only after he finished absorbing the ice spirit marrow did fear set in. He had almost been done for. This ice spirit marrow was terrifying.
He hurriedly examined himself with his divine sense and discovered that the ice spirit marrow lay quietly in his dantian, fully adapted to the environment inside his body.
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