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Four chapters today (1/4).
The previous ones made up for the day before yesterday.
Without a doubt, Chen Mu felt the most aggrieved, and the most tempted to curse someone's mother.
The corner of his mouth twitched violently as an indescribable surge of frustration shot straight to his head.
[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain: Shuku Guang, for total peace of mind.]
He had consumed two Ninth-Grade Treasure Medicines-and only then managed to forcibly raise his innate soul power aptitude to level 8.6!
Yet this boy before him, who had never enjoyed such heaven-defying resources, had innate soul power 0.1 levels higher than his, despite all the medicine he had swallowed.
Who could he complain to about that? Innate aptitude had been his downfall all his life.
It was utterly unreasonable!
Of course, improving aptitude was only one of the functions of a Ninth-Grade Treasure Medicine.
Of his two treasure medicines, one was the Shadowflame Lotus, containing the violent primordial energies of darkness, fire, and wind; the other was the Holy Radiance Ice-Soul Orchid, which condensed the pure essences of light, ice, and lightning.
They had not only expanded his meridians and tempered his physique into a lean, well-proportioned form, but also greatly enhanced his nerve reflex speed and endurance, bringing his command of speed and resilience to a new level.
Chen Xiaojun's voice broke through the churning seas within Chen Mu's heart. "With your aptitude and your Iceblood Dragon martial soul, the Bone-Digging Corps kept you for three years without selling you on. It seems they were determined to raise you as a core prospect for their inner circle. In that case, did they give you any additional items or resources specifically for cultivation?"
Winter answered succinctly,