Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 162 - 99: Two Months, Germination, Brain-eating Flower

Chapter 162: Chapter 99: Two Months, Germination, Brain-eating Flower

Fortunate that no one was spectating, Ronan’s current stance resembled someone preparing to commit seppuku at any moment.

"Being so deliberate, could it be ineffective?"

After pondering for a moment, Ronan placed the longsword down.

He meticulously recalled the experience of being injured in the battle with the Green Thorn Hurricane Bee King.

"Apart from the penetrating wound through the abdomen, the toxins carried on the stinger of the Green Thorn Hurricane Bee King are also a significant source of injury..."

The venom of a Second-tier Magic Beast could easily destroy the flesh of a Level 1 Wizard.

Even for Ronan, with his Pure Body exceptionally strong, it took nearly half the vital energy within his body to suppress the toxin.

"It might be better to start with the toxin, stabbing myself with the sword seems rather foolish..."

Ronan took out a section of a dark green spike several meters long and nearly one meter thick at its widest point from his storage pocket.

When collecting the corpse of the Green Thorn Hurricane Bee King, he had specifically kept the stinger, and now was the time to put it to use.

This enormous stinger resembled the upper half of a court Knight’s lance - despite its huge size, it was as light as feather, containing an extremely rich concentration of Wind Energy Particles.

"Whew—"

Ronan grabbed the stinger with both hands, the sharp needle-like tip slowly moving across his body to find an appropriate point of entry.

To be safe, Ronan had also prepared many bottles of First Rank Detoxification Potion and First Rank Healing Potion, placing them within easy reach.

After a moment’s hesitation, aiming at the right side of his abdomen, Ronan forcefully pressed down with both hands, driving the stinger slowly into his flesh.

The tightly woven skin began to concave little by little. Although it hadn’t pierced yet, an intense prickling pain emanated from the point of pressure.

"Puff—"

A faint piercing sound, and the Green Thorn Hurricane Bee King’s stinger penetrated Ronan’s flesh completely.

In an instant, the prickling pain magnified by dozens of times, and around the wound, it felt as though a dark green web was rapidly spreading in all directions.

"Ha—"

Ronan took a sharp, short breath, his fair and handsome face beginning to sweat profusely, his temples throbbing with veins.

His hands did not stop, continuously pressing the stinger deeper.

Inside his body, the white Light Ball representing immense vitality was rapidly depleting, releasing a multitude of Light Points symbolizing vitality that swarmed towards the wound.

Ronan’s gaze, however, was fixed on the numbers displayed after his Master Level Proficiency in Ascetic Body Refinement on his character panel.

The process’s duration was unknown, but when the stinger had penetrated nearly half a foot into the flesh, Ronan finally saw his long-desired panel data jump.

[Ascetic Body Refinement (Master 5/1600)]——[Ascetic Body Refinement (Master 7/1600)]!

His points surged by two in one breath.

"Whew—"

Ronan instantly let go, the stinger with a "clang" falling to the ground, and he quickly gulped down the Detoxification Potion and Healing Potion within reach.

"Huff, huff—"

Drenched in sweat as if he had just been pulled from water.

The pain from a sudden wound and this slow, increasing pressure resulted in a completely different concept of pain, especially when inflicted by one’s own hand.

Ronan looked at the slowly healing wound on his right abdomen. Even though he had found the correct way to increase the Master Level Proficiency of Ascetic Body Refinement, he momentarily lacked the courage to pick up the stinger again.

"Do I really need to stab myself like this in the future?

Is there a way to do it without so much pain?

What about taking poison directly?"

Just a few days ago, Ronan had reunited with "pain," calling it an old friend he hadn’t seen in a long time, but now he just wanted this "old friend" to scram as quickly as possible.

He wasn’t a masochist; his previous companionship with pain was forced by the threat of death if he didn’t advance.

"Hm?!"

Ronan was considering the feasibility of skipping the stabbing and taking poison directly when he noticed something odd.

"Why is the Detoxification Agent not working?"

Ronan had just taken two Detoxification Potions and one Healing Potion.

The Healing Potion’s main purpose was to replenish the consumption of the white Vital Light Ball within his body, as most healing potions work by promoting wound healing through replenishing vitality.

The Healing Potion worked as expected, but the two Detoxification Potions had no effect after ingestion.

The healing speed of the wound from the Bee King’s stinger and the rate of pain subsidence were only related to the consumption of vitality from the white Light Ball within his body.

"Could it be that it’s not poison at all?"

Ronan picked up the Bee King stinger from the ground again, his spiritual power infiltrating it, carefully examining it.

Moments later, he clicked his tongue, with an expression of realization, slowly placing the Bee King stinger down, his eyes glinting with thought.

"It’s not toxins, but a high concentration of Wind Energy Particles..."

"When injected into the body along with the stinger, these suddenly accumulated particles seem like a type of poison..."

After this realization, Ronan suddenly understood that his previous judgment was not entirely accurate.

What truly led to the increase in Master Level Proficiency of the Ascetic Body Refinement wasn’t just the injury itself but – exposure to an attack with Energy Particles.

"In other words."

Ronan’s eyes shone with excitement, "Any Spell would suffice?"

To confirm this was simplicity itself.

Ronan snapped his fingers, and a large amount of Ice particles gathered in the air before him, quickly conjuring a spinning Ice Ball out of thin air.

Low Zero Rank Level Magic—[Ice Ball Skill].

Of course, the [Ice Ball Skill] Ronan summoned at the moment was quite ordinary and was just the standard of Low Zero Rank Level Magic.