The scorching and terrifying heat annihilated all surrounding herbs and dicines, transforming them into pure dicinal properties that rippled inside the furnace.
Sitting cross-legged in the center, Su Tu was completely imrsed in refining that energy within his body, entirely unaware that all the dicinal properties around him were being swept into his body.
The thick and terrifying energy intertwined with the violently stirring dicinal properties, continuously rging into Su Tu’s body.
At this mont, Su Tu only felt his understanding of the rules deepening, the Dao Seed started to tremble with a horrifying gleam, and the heavy power continuously pushed Su Tu to start drawing from the embryonic path bestowed by the Supre.
The Power of Rules was constantly being crushed, transforming into Dao Patterns that surfaced on the Dao Seed.
anwhile, the dicinal properties fused into Su Tu’s body, making the vitality in his blood more vigorous, widening his ridians to allow more concurrent power, making the muscle fibers tougher, strength stronger.
At the sa ti, Su Tu felt his body becoming lighter, giving him an unprecedented feeling of comfort.
A Martial Artist tempers his body, continuously breaking and reconstructing it, gradually strengthening it. During this process, hidden injuries easily occur, which cannot be completely recovered even with dicines and various instrunts.
These cultivation injuries are like a warrior wearing heavy armor day and night, long adapted, unnoticed, yet at this mont, these cultivation injuries were completely cured by the vast dicinal properties.
Su Tu felt as if he had shed the heavy battle armor worn day and night, a comfort indescribable in words.
If not for Su Tu’s steadfast will, he might have almost let out a sound of comfort.
Inside, six Dao Patterns had already erged on the Dao Seed, proving Su Tu had entered the sixth tier of the Dao Seed, yet only a tenth of that terrifying energy was consud.
As the surrounding temperature began to rise crazily, it signified the final stage of refining.
At this mont, Su Tu’s eyes abruptly opened, a brilliant light flashing within them.
The rise of two Dao Patterns, though astonishing, was not Su Tu’s greatest gain.
Under that terrifying furnace fire, the dicinal properties fused with energy were tightly restrained, continuously refined, apart from the pure energy, Su Tu also sensed a miraculous power within it...
That power surpassed all mortal things, standing above the rules, an invisible yet visible force, that was...
"Dao!"
A gleam of brilliance appeared in Su Tu’s eyes, beneath that energy lay a trace of the Power of Dao, perhaps due to the embryonic path hidden within his body, Su Tu instantly recognized the essence of that power.
It was the power of the Dao, a power only a Daoist Master had the qualification to touch.
At this mont, an incredible thought appeared in Su Tu’s mind, that roasted whole cow he ate that day was a... Daoist Master!!
Although unbelievable, even a bit crazy, the power within his body and the Power of Dao proved Su Tu’s conjecture wasn’t baseless.
"Uncle Gong, what kind of person are you really..."
Su Tu’s mind conjured the image of that kind old man, only now realizing he might have never truly understood this elder who watched him grow from a young age.
Suddenly, Su Tu rembered, previously Uncle Gong asked if Su Tu wanted to keep that black cow as a pet, which Su Tu refused, saying it was odd to have a cow as a pet.
Thinking back now... Su Tu had refused a Daoist Master pet at that ti!!
Su Tu suddenly felt a mix of amusent and helplessness, and soon he had no leisure to think of anything else, as with the rising temperature, the purple flas roared, and the Power of Dao began to ripple, rging with Su Tu.
At this mont, countless insights arose in Su Tu’s heart, enveloped in a layer of profound light, his understanding of power was continuously elevating.
He had realized that this energy’s Dao was the Dao of Strength, and in so aspects, Su Tu, with his Combat Body, was highly compatible with this Dao.
As the purple flas erupted again, Su Tu was completely imrsed in his insights.
At this mont, the short and stout Celestial Being waiting outside the furnace was anxiously pacing back and forth, sensing so combat between people in the laboratory with Lao Si.
The opponents were two, but their realm was only Tier Five, for Lao Si they were just ants; he wasn’t worried about Lao Si’s safety, just afraid Lao Si might get carried away and kill them all.
He wanted to leave one alive for proper interrogation.
"Lao Si, Lao Si, don’t have too much fun..."
The short and stout Celestial Being mumbled, then looked towards the countdown on one side, which showed one minute remaining.
It ant that, once the ti was up, they would know if the pill was completed.
Just then...
Boom!!
Explode!!
The purple flas abruptly burst forth as if stimulated, continuously pouring into the furnace, seeing this scene, the short and stout Celestial Being’s expression changed drastically.
The size of the pill fire, when stronger or weaker, had all been predetermined, and this current scenario clearly wasn’t within the original settings.
"Is there a problem with the procedure..."
The short and stout Celestial Being’s eyes narrowed, staring intently at the Pill Furnace, as the earlier outburst ended, the purple flas started to dim significantly, eventually extinguishing quietly.
At this mont the countdown was still thirty seconds shy of ending, aning this refinent was thirty seconds ahead of the scheduled ti.
"Thirty seconds, it shouldn’t matter, let see what’s going on.."
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