Late at night.
"Hrr... snrrr..."
Listening to Wu Jiu's thunderous snores from the neighboring room, Lian Youming kept his eyes closed and slowly circulated his internal breath. Although his external injuries had healed, the slightest intake of breath sent needle-sharp pain through his internal organs, bringing him out in a cold sweat.
It was just like his first attempt at drawing in and releasing internal breath.
But none of that mattered.
This ordeal had certainly been perilous, and exceptionally difficult, but...
Lian Youming abruptly broke off his thoughts and slowly opened his fierce eyes, a trace of surprise flashing through them.
Some unexpected changes had occurred inside his body.
Especially after he regathered his internal breath, each surge and channeling caused the vital essence supplied by his daily meals, along with the medicinal potency of those drugs, to seep silently into his muscles and bones like spring rain.
There was nothing wrong with this in itself; in fact, it was extremely common. It was precisely what happened to Three Energies Martial Artists, after all, to temper their foundations and strengthen their qi-blood.
But severely injured though he was, he was still a formidable master at foresight perfection. Moreover, he practiced two great elixir skills, cultivating sun and moon together. His physical body should already have reached perfection.
And once perfection was reached, any excess would overflow like water from a full vessel.
Ever since achieving Three Energies unification, the barriers within his body had all vanished, leaving nearly all his meridians open. These medicinal effects would only act on his body to replenish its deficits when his vital essence was depleted or he was injured. Otherwise, they would bulk up his frame, accumulating externally like a layer of fat in reserve for the expenditure of a great battle.
Yet