These past couple of days, I've been constantly on the move, leaving me with little time to cultivate properly. Wu Yuan coaxed the blood-red mist with his consciousness, merging it seamlessly into his muscles, tendons, skin, bones, and every drop of blood.3

How comfortable. The last time Wu Yuan felt the blood-red mist assimilate into his body was when he first unlocked his upper dantian lobe. At that time, he was in a semi-conscious state, and the quantity of blood-red mist was scarce. It couldn't compare to the clarity and intensity he was experiencing now.1

From start to finish, Wu Yuan's strength did not seem to undergo significant improvements, but the peculiar changes in his body left him feeling increasingly comfortable and brimming with vitality. His cells were metamorphosing, his DNA continuously evolving! It was just like hammering a piece of iron over and over again, resulting in a qualitative improvement.8

Most importantly, even as the blood-red mist surrounding the black pagoda seeped into his body, Wu Yuan felt no exhaustion or pain.0

After a long time, Wu Yuan expelled a long breath and stood up. I’ve absorbed all of the blood-red mist around the black pagoda in one go? This body of his was like a gluttonous beast, ravenously absorbing the blood-red mist until there was none left!0

In a few hours, my physical strength has increased by about 500 catties!0

Wu Yuan lightly...0