It roars constantly, trying to break free from the shackles of "rationality."
The more I suppress its claws, the more frenziedly it channels energy, as if trying to burst this shell apart.
Only through this near-masochistic high-intensity training can this turbulent power be fully unleashed, bringing a rare piece of comfort.
Watching the gradually increasing traffic outside the window, Fang Cheng lets out a gentle sigh.
If possible, he truly wishes that Luo Lie could revive, so they could have another thrilling duel.
Or perhaps, those three mysterious n in black who fled could co back, so they could unleash their full strength and have a serious fight.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng’s gaze slightly narrows, his mind stirs, and he turns his inner vision to his dantian.
A mass of azure True Qi resides there, like a tranquil and boundless deep sea.
Only occasionally, a few subtle bubbles gurgle out.
Compared with the nearly exhausted scene after last night’s battle, this ocean of True Qi is not only completely filled, but even to the point of overflowing.
"Truly worthy of rare ancient ingredients..."
Fang Cheng sincerely praises as he touches his still slightly bulging abdon.
In fact, nearly half of the eye’s flesh ingested last night still quietly remains in his stomach.
The difficulty in digesting this ingredient is unprecedented, far beyond the liquefied body of a scorpion.
It is not only rich in protein, but its molecular structure also seems very unique.
When broken down by stomach acid, it continuously releases massive biological thermal energy, far more efficient than any known food.
Fang Cheng feels that for the next few days, he won’t need to eat anymore.
Because the source of the violent power surging within his body is this flesh that has not been fully digested.
Once it is completely absorbed, the abnormal state of his body should resolve itself.
Although confident in subduing this strange "ingredient," recalling the experience of devouring it still leaves Fang Cheng feeling a bit of lingering fear.
The dual tornt of spirit and body is terrifying, akin to tortures in Hell.
Fortunately, Fang Cheng possesses the "All-Knowing Language" talent, which is enough to resist the erosion of negative consciousness.
Additionally, the Qi Gong Skill Effect "Poison Resistance" boosts his body’s resistance to harmful substances by an extra 100% on top of his constitution.
Along with the base attribute effect of 50 points in constitution, he managed to safely digest that highly corrosive flesh.
If it were an ordinary person, rather than being able to eat it, even a slight touch of the skin to the blood might instantly dissolve them into part of that flesh nest.
High risk naturally accompanies high reward.
The most direct manifestation is the rapid increase in both constitution and spirit attributes.
Fang Cheng’s gaze flickers as a pale blue screen unfolds silently before him.
[Strength: 60]
[Agility: 60]
[Constitution: 59]
[Spirit: 59]
His sight settles on the constitution and spirit, which are just shy of the 60-point threshold, and Fang Cheng can’t help but feel a bit regretful.
This feeling of being just one step away always leaves a hint of discontent.
Suddenly, Fang Cheng’s eyes narrow as he notices an anomaly on the panel.
The progress bar in the constitution section is marked at 38%!
He clearly rembers that after finishing cultivation by the sea last night, this number was still at 19%.
Based on past experiences, unless there’s a level-up or an encounter, the attribute progress bar typically grows steadily, accumulating gradually.
There’s no way it could inexplicably surge nearly 20% overnight.
With just a bit of thought, Fang Cheng quickly understands the crux of the matter.
This is still the influence of the "Deep Red Eye."
After all, as the remaining flesh in his stomach continues to be digested and absorbed, the pure Life Energy released will certainly keep affecting his body.
It seems that consuming the "Deep Red Eye" is not a one-ti trade; the transformation of the body is a slow and ongoing process.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng’s heart stirs slightly, and he turns his gaze to his other attributes.
The progress bar for the Spirit Attribute has barely changed.
anwhile, the progress bars for Strength and Agility have both increased compared to a few days ago.
They stand at 98% and 92%, respectively.
Although the increase is not as significant as Constitution, this doesn’t an the augntation effect of the Deep Red Eye is low in these areas.
It’s because Fang Cheng’s base values for Strength and Agility are too high.
If it were six months ago, absorbing the essence of this flesh would have increased these attributes by at least ten points each.
Of course, the premise is that he could withstand that force without his body exploding.
Otherwise, the outco awaiting him would be turning into one of those mindless monsters in the gray fog.
After assessing his attributes, Fang Cheng’s eyes then shift to the Skill Panel.
A torrent of experience notification ssages cascades like a waterfall, almost endless.
The experiences of last night were truly tumultuous and thrilling.
First, battling monsters in the gray fog on the 84th floor, then fighting Luo Lie from the Inner World to the Real World, and finally encountering three mysterious n in black.
The relentless intense battles brought significant growth in the experience of all fighting skills.
Especially in boxing, palm technique, and Qigong, each gained over a hundred Experience Points.
As a result, the palm technique smoothly leveled up, pushing the Strength Attribute past the 60-point threshold.
After the battle, ditation cultivation by the sea also enhanced Qigong and the ditation Skills by 50 Experience Points each.
In just one night, the gains were considerable.
At this mont, Fang Cheng’s sharp gaze sweeps across the Skill Panel.
[Speed Reading lv2 (116/500)] (Eye Rapid Rotation, mory Palace)
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