Early the next morning, Yang Xiao began participating in the Gold dal Guard Team’s training.
In a square, dozens of large vats were lined up, each filled halfway with black dicinal water.
Yesterday, Yang Xiao had read about the steps for cultivating the Flying Leopard Divine Skill, and knew this was the "dicine imrsion" before the daily run.
Yang Xiao glanced around. Although the large vats were the sa, the color of the dicinal water inside varied. So were as black as ink, so as thick as porridge, while the water in the vat before him was only lightly black.
The vat in front had the na "Yang Xiao," and beside it was one labeled "Wanyan He."
Yang Xiao turned his head and asked Wanyan He,
"Why are there differences in the density of the dicinal water in each vat?"
Wanyan He laughed:
"You’re new here, and both of our Genetic Evolution Levels are at the Empire Middle Level, the weakest among everyone, so the water has to be lighter,
but don’t underestimate this water, you’ll know once you sit in it."
"I read the cultivation instructions yesterday, they said it would be unbelievably itchy?"
Wanyan He smiled without saying anything.
Staff mbers were still adding different dicinal waters to the vats, indicating that each person’s water was specially prepared.
Yang Xiao now understood why the Royal Gold dal Guards were so few in number. Just this task alone was not easy, and if he guessed correctly, the dicinal water in those vats must be expensive as well.
"Why don’t I see Wanyan Kang, or the elders from yesterday?"
"Do you think they still need to continue cultivating the Flying Leopard Divine Skill? Everyone has their limit in evolution. Once they don’t make progress with the skill, there’s no need to continue."
Yang Xiao nodded.
Elder Wanyan Cuo of the Cultivation Hall stood on a large rock, loudly saying:
"Alright, everyone, the dicinal water is ready. You can begin training; it’s the old routine, no need for to say much."
More than thirty cultivators began to jump into the vats, sitting inside them.
Seeing Wanyan He also sit into the vat, Yang Xiao followed suit.
Adjusting his sitting posture, the water in the vat reached just up to his neck.
The water was a little warm, his skin felt a slight tingling sensation. Yang Xiao thought, it’s nothing much, the water’s effect seems weak.
Elder Wanyan Cuo walked over to Yang Xiao’s vat and glanced at him,
"How do you feel, Yang Xiao?"
"Elder, it feels average, is the dosage of this water insufficient?"
In the vat next to him, Wanyan He quickly gave him a look and whispered,
"Yang Xiao, don’t seek death."
Elder Wanyan Cuo smiled faintly, saying:
"Not enough effect? Talk to in ten minutes if you’re not crying for your mom and dad."
Hearing this, Yang Xiao could only shut his mouth, sitting quietly in the vat.
According to the training requirents, one only needed to sit simply in the dicinal water without running any cultivation technique.
Minutes later, Wanyan He’s face turned red, showing painful expressions, teeth clenched tightly, occasionally letting out muffled groans.
Yang Xiao could tell that Wanyan He was suppressing his voice, otherwise, it would surely be much more painful.
Yang Xiao carefully sensed it, finding that other than the tingling on the skin’s surface slightly intensifying, there wasn’t any notably painful sensation.
"Hey, Brother He, is it really that painful?"
Yang Xiao had just said this when he heard several other cultivators in the water start clenching their teeth and groaning lowly.
A few more minutes passed, and the entire courtyard was filled with low, painful groans.
"Damn, is it really that bad? Are the n of the Flying Leopard Empire such wimps? Groaning from just a tingling feeling?"
Wanyan He’s expression was contorted in pain, no longer in the mood to joke with Yang Xiao.
From a distance, Elder Wanyan Cuo scanned Yang Xiao, furrowing his brows slightly, then walked over, looking at Yang Xiao with so surprise and asked:
"You, you really feel nothing?"
Yang Xiao laughed:
"It’s not that I feel nothing, just a bit of tingling, like getting tickled."
Elder Wanyan Cuo, along with two guards beside him, changed their expressions upon hearing this.
Elder Wanyan Cuo called to the guards at his side:
"Bring the person who prepared today’s dicinal water over."
Monts later, the worker who added the dicinal water ca running over.
"Elder, did you call for ?"
"Is it you who added the water in Yang Xiao’s vat?"
"Yes, Elder, it was ."
"Did you miss any ingredient? Why does he feel nothing?"
The worker glanced at Yang Xiao, seeing his calm deanor without any painful expression, not even a flushed face, he found it strange and muttered:
"Impossible, I added it myself. How could it have no effect?"
He finished speaking, then dipped his hand into the vat.
And Yang Xiao heard a scream,
"Ah!"
The worker’s entire hand turned red, swelling to nearly twice its size.
Elder Wanyan Cuo was shocked, waving his right hand gently, emitting a white mist that enveloped the worker’s swollen hand, then took out a Detoxification Pill and put it in his mouth.
"Quick, swallow it!"
The worker hurriedly swallowed the Detoxification Pill, while Wanyan Cuo continued spraying his hand with white mist, a few minutes later, the pain lessened, and he stopped screaming.
"Go rest, soak your hand in ice water for an hour."
Wanyan Cuo waved him off.
"Thank you, Elder."
The worker ran toward a nearby dormitory.
Yang Xiao suddenly felt a chill, quickly glancing at the vat’s dicinal water, rubbing his skin, fearing he might end up like that worker.
The worker rely dipped his hand, while Yang Xiao was imrsed entirely, especially with more sensitive parts below...
Yang Xiao couldn’t even imagine.
Elder Wanyan Cuo saw Yang Xiao’s expression, sneering:
"What are you fearing? You’re at the Empire Middle Level Realm, that worker was only at the King Level Interdiate Realm, his Defense attribute and resistance are far poorer than yours, which is why he got hurt."
Yang Xia felt a bit relieved, asking:
"Is the water really that potent? Why do I feel nothing?"
"....."
Wanyan Cuo and several workers stared at Yang Xiao, bewildered.
Yang Xiao turned to look at several nearby Evolvers, their faces red, expressions pained, teeth clenched, groaning lowly.
Wanyan Cuo dipped his hand into Yang Xiao’s vat, testing the water, then slled it, even licking it with his tongue.
"The water’s fine, the issue lies with you."
"?"
Yang Xiao opened his mouth wide, puzzled,
"What could be wrong with ?"
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