Guided secretly by this inexplicably awakened constitution essence, the overbearing medicinal power of the Marrow Cleansing Pill seemed to have found its home.
It integrated into Fatty Wang's limbs and bones more efficiently and rapidly. Deeper impurities were expelled, and the speed of his transformation abruptly accelerated!
After an unknown amount of time, the medicinal effects were finally completely absorbed.
Fatty Wang slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath of foul air. Within that breath, there were actually faint phantoms of runes being born and extinguished!
He subconsciously inspected his inner body, and immediately, he was completely stunned.
His meridians were as broad and tough as heavenly riverbeds. Spiritual energy surged and flowed within them at a speed more than a hundred times faster than before!
Wherever the spiritual energy passed, it circulated smoothly without the slightest hindrance. He could even faintly hear the babbling of a stream and the humming of accompanying wind and thunder coming from within his body.
His divine sense was incomparably clear, and his perception had become exceptionally sharp. His entire body felt as if it had been completely reborn.
"Is... is this how it feels after an aptitude upgrade?"
Fatty Wang looked at his hands, unable to contain his excitement, as if truly knowing his own body for the first time.
His original aptitude was already at the Saint level, and now it had leaped into a realm he couldn't even imagine!
"Master's pill... is too miraculous! Not only has my aptitude improved, but I also seem to have gained some new insights into talismans?"
He muttered to himself but did not dare to ask too much.
Gu Changge's gaze swept over Fatty Wang, taking in all his changes, especially the essence of the Myriad Talisman Dao Body that had already awakened without the boy's knowledge.
"Spiritual energy like a tide, divine sense newly awakened, a spotless physical body—the foundation is finally solid. Hmm, Emperor-level aptitude, Myriad Talisman Dao Body. It's passable."
He muttered to himself in his usual flat tone, but the last sentence carried an almost imperceptible hint of a craftsman admiring his own satisfactory work.
"It seems... the ingredients were added just right this time."
"However, one must strike while the iron is hot."
Before the little fatty could fully recover from the reborn sensation brought by the Marrow Cleansing Pill, Gu Changge flicked his sleeve again.
A massive jade barrel appeared out of thin air in the courtyard. The barrel was filled with a crystal-clear liquid that emanated heart-palpitating energy fluctuations and an ancient aura. It was Great Emperor essence blood, diluted with Connate Spiritual Marrow.
"Get in and soak." Gu Changge's command was concise, clear, and allowed no room for doubt.
Fatty Wang looked at the jade barrel. Just sensing the aura exuding from the liquid inside made his newly calmed soul violently tremble once more.
Recalling the aching pain brought by the Marrow Cleansing Pill that had yet to fully dissipate, his chubby face turned pale. He subconsciously looked at Gu Changge, his voice tinged with a sob:
"Master! Have mercy, old man! Your disciple was almost refined into medicinal dregs just now, and my bones are still aching. At least let your disciple catch his breath!"
Hearing this, Gu Changge didn't even lift his eyelids; he merely gave him a faint glance.
With just that one glance, Fatty Wang felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe. Any thoughts of bargaining instantly vanished into thin air.
He shivered all over and dared not hesitate for another moment, frantically tearing off his outer garments, which were already reduced to rags.
Like a round rubber ball, he scrambled on all fours and tumbled right into the jade barrel with a swoosh, terrified that a moment's delay would bring an even more horrific punishment.
"Aaaaargh!!!"
The moment he was immersed in the essence blood, Fatty Wang let out a miserable howl ten times more agonizing than before!
The seemingly crystal-clear liquid now felt like billions of red-hot steel needles. Carrying a primordial and overbearing power, they frantically pierced into his every pore and drilled deep into his bone marrow!
Compared to the inside-out agony of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, this pain carried an added sharpness—the sensation of being forcibly invaded, torn apart, and fused by a terrifying external energy!
Extreme agony instantly overwhelmed him, causing the muscles all over his body to uncontrollably and violently spasm. The surface of his skin turned an abnormal blood-red, and his veins bulged out like horned dragons. He thrashed violently inside the jade barrel, looking as if he might explode at any moment!
Watching Fatty Wang's tragic and inhumane state, the muscles on Fang Hanyu's cold face twitched imperceptibly. It was as if he too recalled some unbearable memories from when he was tempered by their Master, and a flash of deep sympathy uncontrollably crossed his eyes.
After suffering in that living hell of pain for an unknown amount of time, the overbearing aura in the jade barrel finally began to subside, and the originally crystal-clear liquid turned somewhat murky.
Like a puddle of mud, Fatty Wang crawled out of the jade barrel on all fours almost purely on instinct. With a heavy thud, he collapsed limply onto the freezing ground, his violently heaving chest the only proof that he was still alive.
His skin was entirely red, like a boiled shrimp, and he lacked the strength to move even a single finger.
Gu Changge's gaze swept over the little fatty paralyzed on the ground. He nodded slightly, his flat tone devoid of any fluctuations: "Hmm, early stage of the Heaven and Human Realm. The flaw of superficiality has been removed. Now, this foundation is finally solid."
Hearing this, Fatty Wang, who was paralyzed on the ground, suddenly burst with an astonishing brilliance in his previously unfocused eyes caused by extreme pain and weakness!
He subconsciously inspected his inner body and saw that his meridians were not only broad and tough but also faintly emitted a warm, jade-like luster. The spiritual energy surging within them was several times thicker and more condensed, completely devoid of its former superficiality!
His entire body felt like divine iron that had been tempered thousands of times. Although he looked miserable on the outside, a majestic vitality and power were hidden within!
"S-Solid?!"
Immense ecstasy instantly washed away all his exhaustion and pain. Fatty Wang's nose tingled, and his eyes instantly turned red. He was so excited that he almost burst into tears for real.
All the previous torture and miserable howls held incomparable value at this very moment!
"Boohoo... Master! This suffering wasn't in vain!"
He cried out in a hoarse, sobbing voice.
Gu Changge looked at Fatty Wang, who was paralyzed on the ground and babbling incoherently from excitement, and a nearly imperceptible trace of satisfaction flashed through his eyes. He flicked his finger.
A streak of primal chaos-colored flowing light shot into Fatty Wang's glabella.
In an instant, Fatty Wang felt his soul rumble. Countless incomparably profound runes, array diagrams, and dharma incantations flooded into his sea of consciousness like a vast galaxy. The sheer volume of information and the loftiness of its intent far surpassed any talisman inheritance he had learned in the past!
Taixu Talisman Scripture!
Immediately after, an exquisite little nine-story pagoda, carved entirely from Primal Chaos Divine Jade and wrapped in phantoms of myriad runes, appeared out of thin air and slowly landed in Fatty Wang's embrace.
The pagoda felt warm to the touch yet as heavy as a mountain, exuding an ancient and profound aura. It was exactly the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, the Talisman Pagoda, though Gu Changge had sealed a portion of its aura.
"Your talent in the Dao of Talismans is passable. Do not let down this pagoda and this scripture." Gu Changge's voice remained flat.
Before Fatty Wang could recover from this massive surprise, Gu Changge flicked his sleeve once again.
Several jade bottles glowing with precious light and a few treasures radiating intense spiritual energy floated in front of Fatty Wang.
Bottles upon bottles of supreme-grade medicinal pills, enough to sustain him through long periods of secluded cultivation without the fear of depleting his spiritual energy or exhausting his divine soul.
Stacks of top-tier talisman paper and spiritual ink, radiating fluctuations of various elemental attributes—the exact essential materials required for crafting high-level talismans.
There were even several protective magical treasures: an inner armor shimmering with a watery luster, and a jade pendant engraved with profound escape runes. One glance was enough to tell they were supreme artifacts meant for preserving life and fleeing from danger!
Fatty Wang stared at everything before him, completely dumbfounded.
A Great Emperor-level inheritance of the Talisman Dao!
An unfathomable Talisman Tower!
An ocean of top-tier medicinal pills and talisman-crafting materials!
There were even thoughtfully prepared life-saving magical treasures!
This... this was practically paving his entire path, from cultivation to survival, with the absolute highest tier of resources!
An overwhelming sense of euphoria and disbelief swallowed him like a tsunami.
I am not dreaming, am I?
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
