Inside the blood pool, the amount of blood had flooded up to Lin Xiaolu's shoulders. At this moment, he was soaking while crying loudly, "Wah wah wah! This is killing grandpa!..."
He felt like he was sitting in a furnace, with tears as large as beans rolling down his cheeks as he cried so hard that snot and tears poured down.
Li Mingru looked at this scene and nodded:
The crying is so loud, it looks like this little guy should be able to endure for a long time.
Ye Qingluan squatted by the edge of the blood pool, smiling with her small hands on her knees, "You must endure it little deer, otherwise if you can't compare to the other disciples in five years, the headmaster will revoke your status as an inner disciple."
"That's right little deer, think about when you become powerful in the future, going around bullying people, collecting protection fees, with everyone calling you big brother wherever you go, how prestigious that would be. You must persist!" Li Mingru also urged with a suppressed smile.
"Ahhhh I'm in so much pain!"
Lin Xiaolu had already been crying for nearly an hour, his whole body cried until he was panting for breath. After soaking for so long, the temperature in the blood pool had slowly started to decrease, and Li Mingru was also very satisfied with his performance.
At such a young age, his willpower was actually strong to this extent, it really was quite rare.
Inside the pool, the tearful eyes of the youngster were like he had just lost his father. He cried while soaking, and after a good while longer, his crying finally started to weaken gradually, and his body also started uncontrollably twitching.
"Mingru, will Xiaolu be okay?" Seeing this, Ye Qingluan was frightened and asked. Just now this little guy was crying loudly in pain, but now he was rolling his eyes and had lost his voice.
A strong will is certainly a good thing, but if it exceeds the normal limits of the human body, it would destroy the body. This child was only eight years old now, she couldn't not worry.
Inside the pool, Lin Xiaolu's wailing had completely stopped, he now seemed to be on the verge of passing out.
Seeing this, Li Mingru was also slightly worried.
The white tiger was a ferocious beast, its massive body could match a small mountain peak, and its flesh was extremely tough. No matter speed or strength, it was exceptionally formidable, and its blood was also blazing hot. If a human body touched it slightly, they would feel acute pain, as if branded by an iron.
Soaking in such a pool, even many adults may not be able to endure it, let alone an eight year old child?
Looking at Lin Xiaolu who seemed to be dead, his gaze became increasingly worried.
On this little guy's skin, cracks had started to gradually appear!
At this moment, golden cracks appeared on the hanging head of Lin Xiaolu, spreading to the sides of his cheeks.
Seeing this, Li Mingru was shocked, this was the sign of exploding from the pressure!
He anxiously clenched his fists, hesitating on whether to fish Lin Xiaolu out.
"He's bleeding from the nose! Xiaolu is bleeding from the nose!"
After a while longer, Ye Qingluan suddenly pointed at the fainted boy and cried out. Li Mingru was startled, and raised his hand to pull Lin Xiaolu out.
"Ugh!"
Just as Li Mingru was about to pull him out, the boy in the pool suddenly groaned, and slowly opened his wet eyes.
"Xiaolu, how are you feeling now?" Seeing him awake, Li Mingru quickly asked with concern.
Inside the blood pool, the boy snorted through his nose, and the two small nostrils actually sprayed out two visible streams of air, blowing the blood plasma in the pool to ripple open.
Then he looked at Li Mingru at the edge of the pool, with puffed cheeks and complained: "How am I feeling? Whoever's soaking should know!"
Li Mingru: ...
Ye Qingluan smiled, this little guy had instantly become full of vitality again, it looked like he had made it through.
And from the white streams of air he had just sprayed from his nose, he had indeed become stronger.
Now this little guy was probably already transformed into a human-shaped little ferocious beast.
Li Mingru carefully observed the boy in the pool, seeing that the cracks on his body were gradually recovering, and his complexion was also becoming ruddy, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Later when you come out of the pool, master will have you take White Tiger essence blood.
After drinking it you will feel a scorching heat in your five viscera that is hard to endure, then you go train under the cliff waterfall, train for as long as you can endure.
Let the waterfall wash away the heat from your body, use the training to fully absorb the White Tiger essence blood you drank, understand?"
"Why do I need to train, big bro?" Lin Xiaolu blinked and asked, "Shouldn't I just directly become stronger after drinking that tiger blood? Why do I still have to train?"
"If you don't train, the tiger blood you drink will just be excreted by you, wasted for nothing."
Li Mingru patiently explained, "In the future, master will have you eat many jackals, tigers and leopards, fierce beasts of the deep mountains, and every time after eating you must go train, keep training until you've used up all the strength in your body, until you're completely unable to get up! Only then can you fully absorb it, understand?"
Hearing he could eat, Lin Xiaolu became eager, nodding and giggling foolishly.
After soaking for about another half an hour, the originally steaming hot blood pool completely lost its effect. Lin Xiaolu, covered in tiger blood, also climbed out from the pool, and then used a Dust Washing Pill to wash away the blood stains on his body.
"How are you feeling now?" Li Mingru and Ye Qingluan were both curiously looking at him, very curious if his body had become stronger.
Lin Xiaolu stood bare-chested in the snow, wearing only a pair of shorts, yet strangely didn't feel a hint of cold. Instead, he felt like he had endless strength in his body.
"Feeling okay I guess."
Li Mingru raised his hand and pointed to an enormous snow-covered boulder next to them.
"Go try moving that rock."
"Oh okay~" The boy acknowledged and ran towards the boulder larger than his whole body with his little short legs.
Ye Qingluan looked at the size of the rock, and curiously asked, "Junior brother, that rock must weigh over a thousand catties right?"
Li Mingru nodded, softly watching the boy's small figure, "One thousand twenty three catties."
Ye Qingluan looked at him in surprise, "You've weighed it?"
Li Mingru hmm-ed.
At the rock, Lin Xiaolu shook his arms, then lifted his small hands to hug the massive boulder, and with a fierce exertion of strength, the thousand-catty rock was lifted by his two hands, and fiercely swung over his head!
Ye Qingluan's beautiful eyes were shocked!
Li Mingru's expression was overjoyed!
"I didn't think a demonic beast's blood could actually be used like this!" Li Mingru said delightedly.
It seemed he had really found a way for this little guy to break through the limits of his mortal flesh!
Of course, it was very dangerous indeed. Just now Lin Xiaolu had almost exploded to death from the pressure. Luckily his body was sturdy enough from a year of martial arts training, and having eaten so many fortifying items, plus his astoundingly tenacious willpower, he barely endured it.
If it was anyone else, who knows how many times they would have died already!
At this moment, Lin Xiaolu also discovered the change in himself. Holding up the massive rock, he tilted his head back and foolishly laughed, "I'm so badass now~ Hahahahaha~~~"
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esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
