When he ca to his senses, he was horrified to discover... the dicinal water had completely frozen over!
Ice?!
Qin Fang was stunned. He stood up subconsciously.
An imnse power erupted from him. With a loud CRACK, the frozen dicinal water and the tub itself shattered into pieces!
Qin Fang stood there, dumbfounded.
’...How much did I improve?’
He hurriedly looked at his status panel.
One look, and he sucked in a sharp breath!
’Spiritual Snake Listening Wave Pile (High Grade Root Technique) (Minor Achievent): 594/1000’
’Wild Bull Hundred Forgings (High Grade Body Refining) (Minor Achievent): 641/1000’
"My Pile thod increased by two hundred points, and my Body Refining... by four hundred?!"
Even Qin Fang was a little dazed.
Before this, his Spiritual Snake Listening Wave Pile would increase by seventy-sothing points a day at most, and that was with both Bee at and Qi Blood Pills. With only Bee at, it only went up by fifty-sothing points.
His Body Refining was even worse—a fixed ten, maybe eleven or twelve points a day, without fail.
But this ti, it had skyrocketed by so much?!
’...So this is the effect of that liquid?!’
Qin Fang drew a sharp breath, utterly stunned by the results.
This terrifying leap in power also caused his five senses to skyrocket. With a flick of his ear, he could clearly hear the idle chatter of fishern who had already arrived at the fish market, over a hundred ters away!
It was the dead of night, and the woodshed was pitch-black, but to his eyes, it was as bright as day!
The downside was the constant assault of fishy, and other strange, foul slls...
And then there was his body...
He closed his eyes and sensed it with his Anjin...
The mont he did, he could feel his Anjin had surged by a huge amount!
A feeling of perfect, fluid control surfaced within him.
And his muscles, his sinews and bones...
He sensed them, one by one.
Density, greatly increased. Strength, greatly increased...
He didn’t know how much ti had passed before he opened his eyes again in shock.
His gaze, now bright and sharp, fell upon the Porcelain Bottle nearby...
’This stuff... its effects are a little too good!!’
’At this rate, won’t I reach Great Success very soon?’
’And maybe even...’
’Perfection?’
His breathing grew slightly ragged.
This feeling was absolutely intoxicating!
This Physique, this power...
"If I run into that monster again, I’m sure I could easily suppress it without getting so badly injured!"
This confidence surged within Qin Fang.
The improvent was just too massive!
It took him a good while to slowly extinguish the excitent in his heart.
Finally, he looked at the Porcelain Bottle with a fiery gaze...
Inside, there were still about ten drops left!
’If the next few drops have the sa effect...’
His heart stirred with temptation.
But he quickly suppressed the urge.
’...Improving is a good thing, of course.’
’But the most important part of Anjin is to perfectly Control one’s power.’
’Right now, I can feel that my Control over my Force is lacking.’
’...It’s because the increase was too great, and I haven’t adapted to it yet.’
He needed to adapt.
Thinking this, he quickly got dressed, went to the backyard, closed his eyes, and assud the stance of the Spiritual Snake Listening Wave Pile!
...The Pile thod was, in essence, a way to comprehend and perfectly master one’s own power.
Qin Fang focused on comprehending it, little by little.
Ti flowed by quietly... When he opened his eyes again, he found the sky was already bright...
Without realizing it, he had held the Pile stance for the entire night!
A smile touched the corners of his lips.
And when he checked his Spiritual Snake Listening Wave Pile, he saw its proficiency had increased by several dozen more points.
Qin Fang was in a great mood, his eyes shining.
’I’ve perfectly mastered my new power!’
...Every Dark Force Powerhouse is a master of power Control; only by fully understanding every part of one’s body can one enter the realm of Anjin.
"My current strength limit... is probably over three thousand jin!"
’Three thousand jin... what does that even an?’
’That’s three tons!’
A typical small car weighs only about 1.5 tons!
In other words, Qin Fang could now lift a small car with one hand!
If he went all out, he could even throw it!
...Because his muscle strength had also increased dramatically, his explosive power far exceeded his static lifting capacity!
What the hell was the difference between that and a mini-Superman?
Qin Fang looked at his own body with satisfaction...
The scenario he had worried about hadn’t occurred; he hadn’t suddenly beco huge and bulky.
"It must be because I used Anjin to lock all the dicinal effects inside my body... Whereas neither the Wild Boar King nor Xile has this ability, which is why they just grew uncontrollably, right?"
After thinking it over, that seed to be the only possibility!
Taking a deep breath, Qin Fang, who hadn’t slept all night, wasn’t the least bit tired. He planned to continue cultivating!
Body Refining!
But... the crushed stones he had used before were now completely ineffective.
Even when he pressed down hard, the sharp edges of the stones simply rolled over his skin as if it were slick leather, leaving not a single mark.
Striking?
With a single punch, the stone shattered, but his fist didn’t even feel a slight tingle...
Lifting weights?
That giant boulder... Qin Fang lifted it over his head with casual ease...
Qin Fang was stunned.
He then let out a long breath and murmured, "It seems my Outer Refining has reached its limit... The Wild Bull Hundred Forgings clearly states that Outer Refining ultimately has a limit. Only Inner Refining is the true path... the way to climb to greater heights!"
Starting today, he could stop his Outer Refining.
He could focus solely on Inner Refining!
Having reached this stage, he had truly transford from a commoner into a master!
Without hesitation, Qin Fang turned, walked back into the house, took out the liquid, poured another drop, and drank it.
A short while later, the warm current reappeared in his body. His eyes lit up, and he closed them, beginning to earnestly practice Inner Refining...
In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.
Qin Fang opened his eyes.
When he looked at his status panel with anticipation, he was slightly stunned for a mont...
"Only... this much proficiency?"
His Pile thod had increased by 42 points.
His Inner Refining had increased by 87 points.
Although the progress was still enormous.
Compared to before, it paled in comparison...
Qin Fang blinked and murmured, "Could it be... that this stuff is most effective the first ti?"
But the warm current he just felt couldn’t have been deceiving him.
It had felt about the sa as the first ti.
’What’s going on?’
Qin Fang was confused...
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