Bare-chested, Ye Han held a massive Copper Hammer in each hand, each weighing four or five hundred jin.
Sweat covered his forehead and body. His skin was crimson, his meridians trembled slightly, and Blood Essence surged ceaselessly as he bit his lip and held on.
Ye Han was practicing the Blood Refining Art to strengthen his physical body.
After listening to Wang Chunyang's insights on cultivation, he had tried taking two Body Tempering Pills at once while practicing the Blood Refining Art.
Sure enough, taking two Qi Refining Pills at once placed an enormous burden on his Qi and Blood and his body. His first session had been excruciating. Fortunately, Wang Chunyang had also said that if he could not bear the pain, he should exercise with heavy weights to exhaust his muscles and Qi and Blood faster. This would temper his body into something even stronger, though the process was agonizing.
What sort of background did Ye Han come from? Alone and helpless since childhood, he had endured far more hardship than many adults.
He was determined to become a powerful Cultivator, rise above the crowd, spread the name of Ye Han far and wide, attain immortality and the Dao, and live forever.
So Ye Han gritted his teeth and desperately persevered. After several sessions, he felt much better, and his physical strength grew steadily.
What frustrated Ye Han, however, was the Mind-Clearing Art the Seventh Elder had taught him. Its formulas were obscure and difficult to understand. After studying them for over ten days, he had only scratched the surface and still could not properly begin practicing it.
Ye Han felt that his body was nearing its limit, but the medicinal power of the Body Tempering Pills had not yet been fully consumed. He had to keep going.