In the evening, Chen Shouyi finished practicing the "Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinent" twenty tis, stopping with a full head of sweat, as his muscles were unnaturally twitching slightly.
He opened the attribute panel and took a look.
A hint of disappointnt appeared on his face:
"Progress is getting slower and slower!" Chen Shouyi thought to himself.
Since consuming the Divine Blood, for more than half a month now, apart from an increase of 0.1 in agility, none of the other physical attributes have increased.
He even suspected that the 0.1 increase in agility was already at the edge of change.
The attributes only show up to one decimal point, whether it's 14.55 or 14.64, according to the general principle of rounding, they would only show 14.6, but once it reaches 14.65, although it looks like an increase of only 0.01, it actually shows an increase of 0.1 in the value.
However, while there was limited progress in physical attributes, the ntal attributes improved significantly, with perception increasing by 0.3, reaching 12.5, and willpower also improving quickly, increasing by 0.3, reaching 13.3.
Now, the Sword Aura he unleashed could reach nearly five centiters in length, significantly increasing its power, as it could completely slice through tal as thick as a spoon, and with cutting wood, it no longer consud much of his ntal energy.
The key point is that this Sword Aura is invisible and colorless, making it undeniably an effective tool for ambushes.
In a battle, if the opponent is unprepared and careless, it could result in anything from a re skin cut to a full-scale abdominal incision.
Afterward, Chen Shouyi went to the bathroom to enjoy a refreshing cold shower; a water heater had been installed on the villa's rooftop, but after taking cold showers for so long, he was used to it.
Before long, he dressed, grabbing a towel and began drying his hair as he returned to the bedroom.
The Shell Lady was sitting on the bed, earnestly sorting through the small pile of clothes that stood like a small mountain in front of her, occasionally trying on a new outfit by taking off her current clothes, striking various poses while constantly looking back and forth.
Seeing Chen Shouyi co over, she eagerly solicited his opinion: "Good giant, how does this outfit look on ?"
The word "clothes" in the otherworld's language has no specific term; the Shell Lady learned this word from an animation's Chinese language.
"Looks great!" Chen Shouyi said.
The Shell Lady imdiately bead with joy, put it down, took off that outfit, picked up another one to try on, and continued to ask: "How about this one? Does it look good?"
"Looks great too!"
"How about that one?"
…
"Looks good, looks good, anyway you are so adorable, everything looks good on you." Watching as the Shell Lady continuously tried on over a dozen outfits in just five or six minutes, Chen Shouyi finally began to lose patience.
He almost doubted if he had done sothing wrong?
If he had known, he wouldn't have given her so many clothes at once.
The Shell Lady, coaxed into delight, asked: "Good giant, why are your 'clothes' not as pretty?"
Faced with this question, Chen Shouyi was montarily speechless, regaining his senses, and replied crossly: "As long as your clothes are pretty, why care about so much other stuff?"
"Oh!" The Shell Lady responded cheerfully and contentedly, no longer speaking, as she continued enthusiastically trying on clothes.
Is she really that happy?
Watching the Shell Lady so happy despite being reprimanded, Chen Shouyi couldn't quite understand her peculiar thought process.
However, considering that she is a creature from another world, he also ca to a realization.
Since she is a creature from another world, it is not surprising that her thinking differs from that of normal humans.
Chen Shouyi then decided not to bother her, lying down on the big bed, letting her amuse herself.
Recently, he discovered a thod of quickly enhancing the intensity of his willpower, and during this past half month, his willpower improved rapidly thanks to it.
He closed his eyes, and his mind quickly entered the Gray Mist Space.
On the World Tree, he located one of the mory Leaves and promptly dove his consciousness into it.
…
"What's Brother Chen looking at?" asked Xiao Changming, beside him at a cave entrance.
"I think there's sothing abnormal about these clouds, doesn't look naturally ford!" Chen Shouyi looked up at the clouds, his face grave.
…
Chen Shouyi's true consciousness floated in the air as if watching a movie, observing a scene from his past mory. Next, he looked toward the sky, just in ti to see the clouds parting instantly as a colossal object plumted downward like a teor, landing in a valley with an earth-shattering crash.
This was a scene from a month ago during a search of the Giant Scythe Insect Nest, witnessing a part of a divine battle.
With a single thought, Chen Shouyi's consciousness surged upward.
In the sky, a majestic giant ford of clouds was rapidly taking shape, surrounded by flashes of lightning and claps of thunder. The closer Chen Shouyi got, the more he could clearly feel this True God's oppressive presence.
He had never seen such a terrifying aura.
He had faced the junior version of the Earth Giant face-to-face and had even killed the Tree God, but a thousand or ten thousand Tree Gods combined wouldn't be as frightening as this cloud giant.
Chen Shouyi even had an illusion as if he was facing not a creature but a burning sun scorching all beings, the intimidating pressure setting his soul ablaze, his consciousness beginning to burn with anxiety.
It felt as though this wasn't so illusory mory but genuine and formidable power.
He grit his teeth and continued onward relying on his perseverance, the thick lightning dancing like serpentine dragons frequently flashed beside him, but Chen Shouyi had verified in an unpleasant experience that these lightning bolts posed no threat to him.
In fact, in the mory Space, apart from the frightening and unavoidable pressure emitted by the True God, all other matter and energy had no effect on him.
If not for this immunity, he would not dare attempt such a suicidal approach towards a deity.
As he neared a hundred ters from the cloud giant, the pressure was nearly overwhelming, threatening to make Chen Shouyi faint. Looking at this enormous giant as large as a mountain, his mind seed to lose its constraints, as fears began to gallop uncontrollably.
Human emotions have thresholds, serving as self-protection. Once this threshold is crossed, emotions beco uncontrollable and unable to adjust, potentially impacting one's health mildly or life severely, such as overwhelming joy or grief, or even being scared to death by fear.
The higher the willpower, the better one can control their emotions, preventing them from easily surpassing their thresholds.
Only lasting a few seconds, Chen Shouyi was ejected from the mory Space.
He opened his eyes abruptly, feeling a splitting headache, his vision darkening in bouts, as imnse fatigue washed over him, putting him to sleep.
The Shell Lady, who was busy on the side, heard snoring, turned to glance at the already sleeping Chen Shouyi, paused slightly, thought for a mont and then put down the small clothes in her hands. Her little feet ran to the large quilt, grasping a corner with both hands, her face reddening as she dragged it over to cover Chen Shouyi.
Standing only fifteen centiters tall, she wasn't much higher than the quilt's thickness, making this a significant endeavor for her. She worked up and down, toiling for a good ten minutes before successfully covering him with the quilt.
The Shell Lady finally tucked the quilt in, standing in front of Chen Shouyi with her hands on her hips, her face flushed from the effort, panting as she self-satisfiedly muttered:
"What a silly giant, never giving anyone peace of mind."
She then ran back to the small mountain of clothes, sat down again, and continued enthusiastically organizing the outfits.
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