Chapter 48: Godly Valor Realm!

Leaping down from the small hill to the ground is also a method of body training, but this method is not something ordinary people can learn—if one's cultivation base is insufficient, attempting it could result in injury or crippling.

Fang Yu's cultivation to date has brought his Physical Body Realm to the 7th Stage of Internal Strengthening Realm—his five viscera are like iron, his fresh blood like mercury, his heartbeats powerful. Combined with the divine medicines from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground distributed throughout his body, he uses this method to accelerate the speed of refinement.

In the eyes of Ye Fan and Pang Bo, this was practically seeking death, and they absolutely could not learn it.

But at this moment in the Eternal Life Realm, Fang Han's cultivation was probably even more brutal than Fang Yu's—when he cultivated, that was truly risking his life.

Better to be a beggar than a slave.

Having gained the chance to cultivate, he would stop at nothing.

But core disciples like Fang Yu, accustomed to being nurtured with the best conditions, found it hard to summon such ruthless resolve.

"Terrifying, terrifying—Brother Fang Yu is truly ferocious. How many jin of strength does he have now?"

Pang Bo watched, his heart surging with emotion.

"No idea—at least ten thousand jin, I'd say. My own strength is already three thousand jin."

Ye Fan was also watching Fang Yu leaping about, and spoke up.

"That's true. That divine medicine is truly miraculous—I should also have about three thousand jin of strength now."

Pang Bo felt his own strength. Though still far inferior to Fang Yu's, against ordinary rookies who had just stepped onto the path of cultivation, he could still take one on.

"But this Dao Scripture is really hard to understand. I haven't grasped even a tenth of it yet—I'm afraid it'll take ten days before I understand all its meanings."

Pang Bo frowned again.

"That's not a problem. I have the Bodhi seeds—I'll tutor you later."

Ye Fan smiled.

"Ah, studying at night too? Isn't that too grueling? It wasn't even this tough in college."

"That's true. We can take a break."

As they were talking, Elder Wu Qingfeng arrived, carrying four small jade vials in his hand. Two landed in Fang Yu's hands, and the other two landed in Ye Fan's and Pang Bo's hands respectively.

"This is the Hundred Herbs Liquid from our Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven—essence extracted from a hundred kinds of medicinal herbs. It contains extremely powerful life essence and has extraordinary effects on opening the Bitter Sea, though I imagine it should also have some effect on body training. Fang Yu, you may give it a try."

Elder Wu Qingfeng said gently.

"Thank you, Elder."

Fang Yu felt this Elder's concern. Within Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven, this Elder truly had the Men Sect disciples' best interests at heart.

"You three catch up first—continue tomorrow."

Elder Wu Qingfeng came in haste and left in haste, as if he had only come to deliver the Hundred Herbs Liquid to Fang Yu and the others.

Fang Yu watched Elder Wu Qingfeng depart, then examined the Hundred Herbs Liquid in his hand. It was condensed from the essence of a hundred herbs and would certainly aid cultivation—only he wondered why it wasn't in elixir form. Perhaps that was a characteristic of the Shrouding Heaven Realm.

The Shrouding Heaven Realm seemed to lack any famous elixirs, unlike the Eternal Life Realm, where elixirs came in many varieties and everyone cultivated by popping pills—from the lowest Human-grade elixirs, to Spirit-grade, to Earth-grade, and then to Heaven-grade elixirs.

Above those were Immortal Pills. Some Immortal Pills were even more powerful than cultivators themselves—a casual flick could shatter myriad heavens. Elixirs had even formed a Pill Realm, establishing a kingdom of elixirs.

Fang Yu sniffed the Hundred Herbs Liquid—it indeed contained abundant vitality. If ingested, it could enhance his strength.

"Hundred Herbs Liquid? We actually got something like this?"

Pang Bo sniffed it but did not immediately consume it. Such Hundred Herbs Liquid had to wait until he sensed his own Wheel of Life before ingesting—at that time it would help him open the Bitter Sea.

The three each received their Hundred Herbs Liquid and sat down outside the thatched hut.

By now it was evening. A bright moon hung in the sky, its clear, silvery moonlight cascading down. Moonlight rippled like gentle waves, and the woodlands near the low hill were veiled in a hazy glow.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo both gazed up at the starry sky, searching for that familiar star. But beneath the night sky, countless stars twinkled, and this starfield was utterly unfamiliar—they could no longer find the familiar heavens.

"Song before wine—how brief is life?"

"May we live long, sharing the moon's beauty across a thousand miles!"

"Brother Fang Yu, do you think there's any chance we can go back someday?"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were both somewhat intoxicated, and Pang Bo asked Fang Yu.

"As long as we cultivate well, there's naturally a chance we can return. In the eyes of those top-tier great powers of the world, even across endless starfields, it's really only a single step away."

Fang Yu sat on the cushion of the Great Lei Yinsi and spoke.

As his words fell, the cushion revealed a faint glow—Zen light and Dao resonance seemed to manifest upon it, making one involuntarily calm the mind,

Fang Yu immediately felt a sense of Dao comprehension.

Even Ye Fan and Pang Bo beside him felt as though they wanted to grasp something.

"Alright then, I'll study the Dao Scripture a bit more now."

Pang Bo sat beside the cushion and also felt that with the cushion's aid, his comprehension ability had risen dramatically—what he hadn't understood during the day, he now understood at once.

"What a treasure. Where does Brother Fang Yu hide this cushion? When he needs it, he brings it out; when he doesn't, he puts it away—even the various Elders can't detect it."

Pang Bo muttered this in his heart but did not speak it aloud. He knew this Fang Yu was extremely mysterious, harboring many secrets.

Everyone has their own secrets. If one insists on being curious, it could backfire, even inviting fatal disaster.

Pang Bo's gaze shifted—Ye Fan shared the same thought.

All three comprehended the Dao here. Fang Yu even took out the Life Divine Spring obtained from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground, and the three drank it as wine.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo could not resist wanting to recite poetry again.

But after reciting into the latter half of the night, both went off to sleep, while Fang Yu continued cultivating.

Having stepped onto the path of cultivation, sleep became less and less necessary—his energy remained at its peak at all times.

Fang Yu easily stepped onto the small hill again, found a spot to sit in meditation, and refined the Essence Yuan Pills along with the Life Divine Spring.

He now had Essence Yuan Pills, two vials of Hundred Herbs Liquid, residual divine medicine within his body, and the Life Divine Spring. If he refined all of these, his strength would reach a new realm.

The Divine Spring's effect was also extremely powerful—far stronger than the Essence Yuan Pills. After Fang Yu consumed the Divine Spring, he felt changes occurring once more within his body.

On the second day, as the east paled, the sun suddenly leapt up from the horizon, scattering countless rays of sunlight across the earth.

A faint golden hue appeared on Fang Yu's body. He gazed at the newly risen sun, as if moved by something, opened his mouth and inhaled, seeming to draw in a bit of Xu Yuan Qi.

Another elixir was swallowed by him, and his body underwent changes—a layer of old skin gradually peeled away, and a new layer of skin emerged, tough and firm, with a gained an extra layer of thick membrane beneath the skin.

A membrane.

Beneath the skin of his body, he had cultivated a thick, dense membrane.

8th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Divine Valor—he had broken through!