Pain, imnse amounts of it, wreaked through my body as I was slowly destroying my very bones, bit by bit.
I have to admit, the Bone and Body Grinding Poison earned its na not for its lethality, but for the ability to grind the body and bones to such an efficient extent that one would feel like they were being put into a sanding machine.
It was unbearably painful, imnsely exhausting, and ntally destructive as I had to feel every bit of my skeleton slowly being eroded and rebuilt only to be eroded again.
I had the naïve idea that the pain I suffered from having to rebuild every muscle of my body was the most I could take, but grinding bones, was on a completely another level.
It was like comparing a prick of a needle to a searing hot twisted rod going right through your gut.
And this was just the start. Rebuilding my muscles took two years, and having my body attuned and accepting the idea of rebuilding every muscle fiber into the intertwined reinforced fiber was the worst of it. But now, grinding my very bones feels like outright being dragged through a mountain of swords and shards of glass.
But I had to tide through it, and even when I took a mont to breathe and relax, it only lasted for a mont as I knew I still needed to keep going.
The hardest bones to rebuild were my pelvis bones, my skull bones, and the bones on my hands, those were frighteningly painful to improve upon since they were extrely fragile and sensitive.
But I kept going, eroding the bones of my body by using copious amounts of Poison Qi compounded and based on the Bone and Body Grinding Poison.
My skin beca cracked and brittle after this renovation, it suffered greatly from all of the modifications but I had to keep going, I can easily rebuild skin, even if cracked and bleeding, it's the easiest part… I hope.
Two more years it took, two more years of agony, they felt the sa as when I was stuck with servant Mao, but the only difference is I was doing this to myself willingly, instead of unwillingly suffering pain and agony, so I didn't generate any feelings or emotions of hate to feed my Dark Soul.
Finally, after two years and a couple months, I had finished rebuilding my skeleton and was done with that, now the nerves.
And honestly, I'm terrified of the thought of even touching the nerves, but I had no way out but to do so.
The Sword Spirit was still trying to break into the Lord of Lords pagoda, though I have a lot of ti to work with, I cannot slack off on this.
So after taking a week or so worth of rest, I decided to take up the challenge of rebuilding my nervous system.
And honestly, at the first hour, I was already regretting it.
Nerves are the most delicate and sensitive parts of the human body, and damaging them is bound to cause irreparable issues. But I had to rebuild them using the Bone and Body Grinding Poison. And thus I started by slowly imbuing them with poison, weakening them then letting my body slowly heal them.
Every day I felt like I was set ablaze as every nervous circuit was in agonized pain, but I still had to tide through it, then rest for two days for it to fully be repaired, then do it all over again.
The Poison God manual suggested rebuilding the nerves this way on the span of a whole year. Taking two days break for each breakdown. and after the first six months, I'll be needing to take a long break for my body to adjust to the new nerves. Then resu after eighty four days. Making the total days of rebuilding the nerves up to ninety-nine days.
It was ninety-nine days of agony that I had to suffer and so days in between where I hated my very own existence and the fact that I got caught up in this bullshit situation.
But I can't rely on anyone to co save . I had to do everything myself.
And so I tided through it, every single day of it, of the pain and torture, the agony and suffering, until I was finally able to finish the last day feeling like a total ss.
With the nerves improved, the bones, muscles, and my blood vessels, I could feel the drastic change in my body.
My steps beca much heavier, the simple fact of closing my fist caused the sound of thunder. As for throwing a simple fist, you could feel the very wind break apart as a shockwave erged outward.
My body had reached such an advanced state of optimality that I was extrely surprised at how it had beco.
This reminded of a quote that a famous philosopher from my old world had said. "It is a sha for a man to grow old without seeing the beauty and strength of which his body is capable."
And it was true, body cultivation though arduous and painful, it is extrely rewarding. My muscles have beco far more defined, and my body had no rigidness to it and was extrely supple and agile. Not to ntion, powerful beyond belief.
This isn't the power an Ascendant should have, no wonder the body cultivator took a full blow to the face using the Tungsten Bullet and still survived to fight again. With power capable of taking hits of that degree I should be able to survive most blows from cultivators of the sa cultivation level as mine.
I then began the final improvent part, it was reinforcing my own internal organs. I have the body to survive the blows, but an internal blow can easily destroy my inner organs, I need to improve upon them, and that was the last step and the deadliest of this cultivation thod.
And thus I began another painful journey of rebuilding and reconstructing this body.
A couple years went by before I was done, blood had been seeping out of my eyes, ears and nose as I uttered.
"F-inally…" and dropped to the ground.
I woke up so ti later, regretting and thanking my luck for managing to survive reinforcing my own brain which was the last step before I could even start the real cultivation thod.
The pain had been extre and had brought to my knees and on the verge of giving up many tis. But I had to do it no matter what, I couldn't give up at the end and almost lost my sanity in the process.
At this point in ti, about six years had gone by from the mont I entered the Lord of Lords pagoda.
The automaton inford that the Sword Spirit had stopped its aggression on the Lord of Lords pagoda to hunt down the rest of the cultivators that were escaping, while at the sa ti leaving the serpent to keep guard. This should buy so more ti in theory which was good.
I gobbled hundreds of poison pills, using their Qi to heal my body from the abusive damage it received.
Reconstructing my whole body didn't an that once I'm done it will be in perfect shape, no, it was cracked, brittle, and felt like I had just been released from under hydraulic pressure. I needed so ti to heal up and it took several months for to have full control of my body.
At that point in ti I sat down and opened the Poison God's book, hoping to find about the thods to further improve the strength of this body but I found nothing, there was no training thod, no cultivation thod and clearly no way for to use this body properly. The poison god only created the 'perfect body' he didn't give the thod to use this body.
Which was frankly sothing I expected, the Poison God's goal was to improve the body itself, and by doing this 'operation' I was able to have a godly body, but I need the skillset and cultivation thod to use it better.
And thus it ca to in the form of a mory, back when I was in the Under Void alongside Master Rain and his retainer. The eting with the Golden Titan, elder Wei and Elder Fu Tian. I have yet to go to the sect of the Crimson Dragon and obtain the Debt of Madness, which was sothing Elder Fu Tian had said I will obtain from the Sect Master of the Crimson Dragon sect.
Elder Wei had given so sort of protective charm that I have no idea when or how to use. As for the Sect Master himself, the Golden Titan had given the final verse of the Golden Titan cultivation thod.
I couldn't make head or tail of the verse at that point in ti, but now, it is as bright and clear as day. As I watched my own mories I saw it, and saw how I can use this extre cultivation thod.
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