Long Tian stood before the large wooden bathtub filled with dark green dicinal liquid.
Thick steam rose from the surface as a nauseating herbal scent filled the room.
The body-refining liquid was complete.
Even though the pot was large, he had to use it five tis to cook everything.
He took off all the clothing on his body and entered the bathtub, allowing his body to soak in the hot liquid.
His expression remained unchanged even though the temperature was beyond what a human could bear.
He sat cross-legged in ditation, circulating the Nine Dragon Body Refinent Art.
It was ti to temper his flesh.
Through his skin pores, he absorbed the body-refining liquid, slowly refining his flesh.
As the dicinal liquid entered his body through his pores, Long Tian felt a burning sensation spread through his muscles.
His flesh trembled slightly as the dicinal energy attempted to temper it.
A scorching heat spread throughout his body as if countless needles were piercing his flesh.
Despite the pain, Long Tian remained motionless, continuing to circulate the Nine Dragon Body Refinent Art.
His body glowed with golden light, the phantom of a dragon floating behind him.
With every breath he took, he exhaled a mouthful of air as if the impurities within his body were being expelled.
The dicinal energy flowed through his muscles, slowly strengthening every fiber of his flesh.
After several hours of refinent, the resistance within his body finally gave way.
His muscles trembled as a powerful surge of strength spread through his entire body.
His aura increased as his flesh shone with golden light. His skin beca smoother and softer, yet behind it lay raw power.
Long Tian had successfully completed the Flesh Tempering Tier.
He did not stop there and continued as he began the third tier, the Bone Refinent Tier.
He continued to absorb the body-refining liquid, refining his bones piece by piece.
As he started, a surge of pain ca as if his bones were being hamred.
He gritted his teeth, trying to endure the unexpected pain.
The pain was twice as strong as when he refined his flesh. It felt as if his bones were being reforged.
Suddenly, the dicinal energy inside his body beca violent.
The energy surged through his ridians like a raging river, almost breaking his control.
Long Tian’s brows furrowed as he forced himself to remain calm.
If he lost control now, the violent energy could shatter his bones instead of refining them.
After a few monts, he was able to regain control and continued refining.
Long Tian was unaware that as he refined his bones, a golden rune shaped like a dragon was being imprinted on them.
Each ti he refined a bone, the rune on it grew brighter. Once the bone was fully refined, the rune disappeared as if it had never existed.
As he refined his bones, the golden light grew stronger. When he had refined all two hundred and six bones in his body, the runes joined together to form a chart, releasing a blinding golden light before disappearing.
A series of cracking sounds echoed from Long Tian’s body like thunder.
The wooden bathtub trembled violently as waves of golden energy burst from him.
The dragon phantom behind him roared silently before slowly fading away.
He exhaled foul air as he opened his eyes.
He moved his body; his bones creaked, his joints snapped back together, and his height increased slightly.
Long Tian looked at the wooden bathtub and saw that he had absorbed all of the dicinal liquid. All that remained were the impurities removed from his body.
Not a trace of the body-refining liquid remained.
He had calculated that the body-refining liquid was supposed to help him pass at least three tiers, but it seed he had made a wrong calculation.
He would have to make changes to his plans. It seed it would not be easy to cultivate it all.
Because the higher the tier, the more cultivation resources it would require.
Apart from herbs, he could make use of so mineral resources. He had to be on the lookout for them.
He walked out of the wooden bathtub with a towel wrapped around his waist.
He checked his body and felt that his physical strength had increased. He punched the air and discovered that his ordinary punch was thrice as strong as before.
The air exploded with a sharp cracking sound as his fist moved.
Even without using any technique, the power behind it was terrifying.
This made him delighted.
He wondered when he would finish the Nine Dragon Body Refinent Section. How strong would he be?
He could not wait for that mont to arrive.
He perford so stances and exercises to get himself used to his new strength.
He cleaned everywhere, got rid of the impurities, and took a shower to keep himself clean.
By the ti he was done and checked the ti, it was almost morning.
Even though he had not slept, he was still energetic. He walked out of his room, planning to deal with the ss in the kitchen.
Looking at ng Lingxue’s door opposite his, he felt curious about how her room was.
He used the Mystic Dragon Eye to probe her room but was surprised when he was blocked by a mysterious force.
This shocked Long Tian. It was the first ti his emotions had stirred.
It seed his wife was not ordinary.
He planned on probing her again during breakfast to see if he could find sothing.
He hoped it was not what he was thinking.
Morning ca, and ng Lingxue walked down the stairs, wearing her usual clothes.
The only thing notable about them was that they lived in the sa house.
As they were eating breakfast, he used the opportunity to probe her and was confused when he saw that she was just an ordinary human being. Her physical strength was not like that of Murong Chen or the young lady at the herb center.
He beca curious about what had blocked his Mystic Dragon Eye.
After a few monts of thought, he put it out of his mind. As long as it did not affect him, there was no need to infringe on her privacy, and he had to respect that.
When he finished his breakfast, he left the villa and headed toward the antique market.
He boarded a taxi and, as he sat down, said, "******** antique market."
The taxi driver simply nodded and drove away.
Long Tian, who had just sat down, noticed sothing as his gaze rested on the driver.
His lips slowly curled into a smile, and he let out a soft chuckle.
The driver’s breathing was steady, but Long Tian could clearly sense the faint killing intent hidden within it.
It was subtle. Almost undetectable.
But to him, it was obvious.
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