Wu Hen feasted on the Demon Shark’s flesh, he couldn’t help but miss the simple days in the Scroll Realm.
Back then, if it wasn’t for dragging Cai Yan’s host body in, just the at consumption in the Scroll Realm would have been enough for his simple physique to ascend to sainthood, sweeping through with a seventh or eighth rank body, fearing no high-dinsional insects.
The shark at tasted very average, but its nutritional value was decent.
"It’s said that shark’s urine is excreted through their muscle skin, which is why it doesn’t taste very good," Wu Hen said slowly after he had his fill.
Yang Qin was still chewing, and her little cheeks visibly paled when she heard this.
She wanted to spit it out, but thinking about how this flesh could evolve her, she could only swallow it down with tears in her eyes.
Why didn’t you say that earlier?
At least that would have given a chance to ntally struggle with the idea.
"I’ve had enough, make sure not to waste the rest," Wu Hen said.
Yang Qin glanced at the half pot remaining, feeling the at of the Demon Shark surging through her body with rampant energy. Gritting her teeth, she picked up the next piece and continued eating.
Her body’s Golden Fungus Mother needed these at nutrients, just consider it stewed small intestines!
...
After absorbing the at energy, Wu Hen also felt a chaotic warmth sprinting wildly through his body.
After the Taste Spiritual Awakening, his esophagus and digestive system were like a highway with checkpoints set up, dividing food into carbohydrates, fats, amino acids, spiritual energy particles, and so on...
The Taste Spiritual Awakening acted like a customs officer, making sure all nutrients were delivered to the respective body parts, while blocking useless and harmful substances such as tar and fats that are detrintal to health, as well as toxins!
In the past, when Wu Hen tasted any ingredients, they were sneakily carrying so contraband on the delivery trucks, like putting a basket of betel nuts in a fruit truck, hiding a bag of oil under the at freezer truck, and even more excessive, leaving so pesticides in vegetables...
But this ti, it was completely different.
Half truck filled with spiritual energy particles and the other half with C4 explosives!
This was about to blow up the entire esophagus and checkpoint!
Thus, every absorption of spiritual energy was like igniting a kilogram of explosives inside his body!
The first to suffer was his stomach, which swelled up, and the residual air inside couldn’t escape, and with more spiritual energy and explosives released, his body felt like it was about to burst!
Wu Hen imdiately sat up straight and began using his Breathing Skill.
He took a deep breath and exhaled the nitrous air inside him!
But his body was still very uncomfortable, and if not for the fact that this large piece of at had been sent by his own father, Wu Hen might have suspected soone was trying to poison him.
Red Port was barren, the spiritual aura too scant, and even though Wu Hen used his Breathing Skill, he couldn’t suppress the expanding energy inside him.
It seems he had been too hasty, he should have first thought of a way to detoxify the toxins in the at. If he already had a Fourth Rank Physique, he should be able to neutralize this level of toxicity, but he was just short of that little bit.
Now the toxicity was dominating, progressing to Fourth Rank had been pressed down by the toxins, and if he couldn’t digest and detoxify, at lightest he could mutate, at worst he could die!
Not all mutations are benign and controllable; many human mutants have the risk of becoming monsters, which ans they aren’t human anymore!
"No, there’s too little spiritual energy here, the Natural Breathing Technique can’t calm it down, I need to think of another way!"
If he had to take ergency asures, that would an spitting it out and then starting gastric lavage.
This, however, also ant the evolution had failed, and he shouldn’t think about achieving Fourth Rank Physique in a short ti.
Fourth Rank Physique was very important to Wu Hen; after all, he couldn’t place all his hopes on an unreliable Cai Huang. If Cai Huang didn’t support his rebellion, and he didn’t have absolute strength, he would end up being a toy of the high-dinsional insects.
He couldn’t vomit.
There had to still be a way to digest it!
With great willpower, Wu Hen persisted, clenching his teeth tightly.
Suddenly, he rembered a phrase he had ntioned earlier.
"Sharks excrete urine through their body muscles and skin."
Humans have specific organs for excretion, which ans there’s a limit on how quickly they can break down all harmful substances.
What if he did it in the sa way?
Human bodies have pores and airways, naturally releasing a specific human scent.
If he spread the harmful substances and moved them towards the pores to evaporate into the air, perhaps that could alleviate the current problem!
No sooner said than done!
Now, Wu Hen had very skillful control over his body, especially under the support of Taste Spiritual Awakening and Breathing Skill, he could dictate which highways the energy inside his body took.
Sitting steadily, Wu Hen appeared motionless, yet his body’s tissues were furiously busy.
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The truckload of C4 explosives was divided by the digestive traffic police into countless small packets of explosives, mounted on motorcycles, racing along hundreds of thousands of "highways", and escorted from Wu Hen’s stomach to the musculature before they could fully explode...
This generally toxic explosive, no matter where it lingered in Wu Hen’s body, would cause him great harm, no less like cities within his body, and the digestive traffic police had to deliver the bombs to the wilderness outside the city!
The siren sounded, and at the onset, the detox traffic police were all in chaos, not knowing how to handle such a terrifying amount of explosives. With Wu Hen’s effective command, the detox police gradually beca more organized and drove on the city’s expressways to transport the toxic explosives out of the city.
"Very good!"
"I’m really a genius!"
Once the toxins reached the surface of his muscles, Wu Hen found that the toxins were evaporating from his body.
As he perford the Natural Breathing Technique again, Wu Hen even found that his pores were also expelling the toxins from his skin.
In the end, Wu Hen was like steaming in a sauna, with a large amount of damp toxins overflowing through his sweat glands and pores, turning the place where he sat into a muddy ss, extrely exaggerated!
"Huh, since the surface of my muscles can expel toxic materials, could it also absorb beneficial substances, like drawing in spiritual charm?"
Another idea imdiately popped into Wu Hen’s mind.
If his skin could replace his mouth and nose to expel impure air, naturally, it could also replace them to absorb Spiritual Energy!
Just as Wu Hen’s pores were expanded, he tried to absorb the external spiritual charm through his skin...
He first held his breath.
Then used only his skin to breathe.
Wu Hen now could hold his breath for more than two hours.
Because this skin breathing technique was too subtle and Wu Hen lacked tactile Spiritual Awakening, he couldn’t tell if he was successful, but as long as his breath-holding ti exceeded two hours and he didn’t feel an obvious choking sensation, it ant that his skin breathing technique was effective!
So he quietly waited, simultaneously expelling the remaining toxins inside his body while drawing in the external Spiritual Energy.
Not far away, Yang Qin was still eating in small bites — she couldn’t eat heartily like Wu Hen. Thankfully, being a mutant herself, her body hosted the Golden Fungus Mother, a large poisonous mushroom, and absorbing a certain amount of toxins wouldn’t harm her health.
She looked up at Wu Hen, who sat like an ancient Cultivator, and suddenly her vision blurred, feeling as if there was a faint magnetic field around Wu Hen, releasing and absorbing, inducing the surrounding aura to move in a slow, orderly manner...
Yang Qin also began to feel uncomfortable from the toxins invading her body.
She tried to sit down just like Wu Hen.
Holding her breath, just as Wu Hen did.
Although Wu Hen’s body exhibited a certain relaxation she tried mimicking, regardless of whether the thod worked or not.
As the saying goes, a calm heart is naturally cool. As a mutant from the Evolution Chain Gate, Yang Qin didn’t know if Wu Hen’s Breathing Control Technique would work for her, but learning it surely couldn’t be wrong.
She rembered in high school Wu Hen often liked to read books; she followed him to the library, pretending to be quietly reading. Pretending and pretending, she got involved in it, learning so useful things.
Once she fully imrsed herself, she couldn’t perceive the passing of ti.
Yang Qin didn’t know how long she had been ditating, but she found that she was no longer as uncomfortable as before, having digested the energy and expelling the toxins.
Slowly opening her eyes, the crimson sky was adorned with a multitude of stars; starlight like soft colored gauze draped over her, the bodily fatigue and internal anxiety all vanished, Yang Qin felt completely relaxed, utterly transford.
Yang Qin tried to get up, but suddenly noticed a sticky golden substance beneath her...
Upon closer inspection, it was sothing similar to snake skin, very thin and soft, but starting to dry out since it was no longer attached to the body tissue.
Yang Qin, frightened, scrambled away, and as she did so, a whole sheet of golden skin tore from her legs, still connected by so sticky threads!
Yang Qin abruptly stopped, now realizing this was a layer of skin she had shed!
I’m human, not a snake spirit, how could I be shedding skin...
Looking around to make sure no one saw her shedding, Yang Qin cautiously returned to where she had been ditating, pitifully cleaning up the sowhat disgusting outer skin — like a grown-up who still wets the bed, having to clean up ticulously to avoid social death.
After dealing with it, Yang Qin stealthily glanced at Wu Hen, still in controlled breathing not far away.
Wu Hen always kept his eyes closed, apparently unaware of her situation, and she sighed with relief...
She quietly left the courtyard and returned to her room. She hurriedly washed herself and then buried her shed skin.
After Yang Qin left, Wu Hen opened his eyes.
A smile played upon his lips, Wu Hen was sowhat astonished inside.
Yang Qin had actually followed in ditating and learned the breathing technique.
Cha Cha really was just tea, not dumb at all.
"Hiss~Hoo~"
Wu Hen finally took a long breath.
He had held his breath for twelve hours.
In those twelve hours, Wu Hen never breathed through his mouth or nose.
All of it was accomplished by his skin tissues!
He had succeeded; his breathing technique was no longer rely confined to oral respiration. Anywhere on his body with pores could manage the process!
The essence of the breathing technique had changed, and the direct result was — advancent in taste!
Surprisingly, instead of imdiately evolving a Fourth Rank Physique, Wu Hen’s taste had reached the Third Rank!
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