Full-Level Fierce Person -
Chapter 500 - 284 Expel
Chapter 500: 284 Expel
During this period of investigation, Fang Zhixing had found out that Demon Blood Grass was extremely rare.
It was so rare that it had almost become extinct.
That is to say, it was almost impossible to find Demon Blood Grass in the Fourth Level Restricted Areas and lower-level regions.
"Do I have to go to a Fifth Level Restricted Area again..."
Fang Zhixing sighed softly, pondering to himself, "There are so many Fifth Level Restricted Areas, which one contains Demon Blood Grass?"
This matter still needed further inquiry.
"Well, let’s not worry about this for now..."
Fang Zhixing picked up two bottles of Golden Marrow Liquid, his mood instantly becoming extremely joyful.
He immediately found a bathtub, filled it with water, and then opened the bottle caps.
Inside the bottles, a thick golden-red liquid slowly flowed, with a very high density, much like magma.
Golden Marrow Liquid was a precious treasure liquid used for refining the body, invaluable in worth.
Martial Artists below the Great Python Realm only needed to drop a drop into the water, soak their bodies, and they would effectively toughen their skin such that mosquitoes would no longer bite.
Martial Artists in the Five Beasts Realm could use two to three drops to soak their entire bodies, strengthen their muscles and bones, and acquire steel-like skin, the effects being particularly magical.
Nine Ox Realm masters using a third of the amount to cleanse their bodies would see their Demon Transformation height increase by at least one meter, and their strength would significantly increase.
As for Hundred Cows Realm strong individuals who had achieved saintification, their bodies contained endlessly reproducing tissues, and soaking once would consume a bottle’s worth.
Golden Marrow Liquid, with infinite reproducing tissues, could play a further stimulating and enhancing role.
Fang Zhixing himself had hybrid flesh, and with the improvement from Golden Marrow Liquid, the quality of his flesh would naturally rise, possibly even reaching the level of Source Blood and Flesh.
Whoosh~
Fang Zhixing, being generous and magnanimous, poured both bottles of Golden Marrow Liquid directly into the bathtub.
As soon as the Golden Marrow Liquid touched the water, it immediately began boiling and spreading out.
The bathtub instantly turned a golden-red color, the more he looked, the more it resembled flowing magma.
Fang Zhixing did not hesitate, stripped off his clothes, and jumped into the bathtub.
In an instant, an indescribable high temperature struck him.
Fang Zhixing’s skin quickly turned bright red, and the burning sensation was very intense.
Soon, his skin peeled off, exposing the squirming tissues underneath.
After a while...
Fang Zhixing turned into a blood man, his entire body lacking skin, a gruesome sight to behold.
The Golden Marrow Liquid continuously penetrated into his body.
His whole body’s flesh undulated violently, growing lumps that sometimes bulged and sometimes deflated.
At this moment, destruction and rebirth were happening simultaneously.
Every cell and every piece of human tissue inside Fang Zhixing, under the stimulation of Golden Marrow Liquid, was experiencing death and rebirth.
The pain intensified every moment, the next second more painful than the last.
"Damn..."
Fang Zhixing put on a mask of agony, the intense pain he was enduring was beyond expectations, unprecedented, not something that could be endured by gritting his teeth.
As the pain intensified, his eyes welled up with immense madness and tyranny, as if he wished to kill everyone, trample the world, bloodbath the populace, and overturn the heavens.
Mad black-red blood was coursing!
Powerful and ruthless will was burning!
Shortly after, that pain was quickly suppressed, seemingly negligible.
Time passed slowly...
Before he knew it, an hour had passed, and the water in the bathtub gradually became clear.
The Golden Marrow Liquid was all absorbed into Fang Zhixing’s body.
[3, Soak the whole body in Golden Marrow Liquid for more than 1 hour (completed)]
Fang Zhixing let out a long breath of stale air, slowly stood up, his body steaming and white mist swirling around.
His skin, visible to the naked eye, grew back at a rapid rate, quickly regenerating.
When he stepped out of the bathtub, his skin had already healed as before, tender and pink like that of a baby.
After waiting a while for the skin to cool down, it turned bronze again, emitting a feeling of robust vitality.
Fang Zhixing clenched his fists, instantly feeling a much stronger burst of vigorous force, and his strength had clearly increased a lot.
"Golden Marrow Liquid, absolutely perfect!"
Fang Zhixing smiled in satisfaction and could not help but wonder, no wonder the descendants of aristocratic families were so formidable, far surpassing ordinary people.
After all, the scarce resources they owned were truly substantial.
A single drop of Golden Marrow Liquid could leave so many geniuses far behind.
It was downright life-changing!
How could ordinary people compare with them?
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Qingliang Temple!
To the west of Dan Ye City, several hundred miles off the main road, there was a particularly harsh mountain range known as Qingliang Mountain.
As the name suggested, this mountain range was cold and desolate, with few human traces.
However, on Qingliang Mountain, there was an ancient temple inhabited by a group of monks of various sizes.
Besides chanting and eating vegetarian meals, some of the warrior monks also practiced Martial Arts.
With their impressive martial abilities, Qingliang Temple held one of the ten significant Sect positions in Dan State.
However, much like the Six Void Sect, Qingliang Temple lived in seclusion, leading low-profile lives, untainted by the secular world.
Today in the evening, as the slanting sun cast its rays.
A cold wind blew on Qingliang Mountain, with utter silence all around.
On the rugged mountain path, a group of figures was seen approaching from far away.
The host of Qingliang Temple, Master Jing Kong, along with a group of gray-robed monks, had arrived at the entrance ahead of time, lined up to welcome the guests.
Looking over, there were about a dozen figures walking up the mountain.
Though they appeared to be walking slowly, they actually moved quite fast, and within a few breaths’ time, they reached the mountain top.
The group wore white monk robes and conical hats, which they took off to reveal their shiny, bald heads.
"Amitabha!"
The aged Master Jing Kong stood with a single palm raised, bowed halfway, and slowly spoke, "The monks of Qingliang Temple warmly welcome the fellow monks from Wanfa Temple."
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