eurekapd Chapter 833 Zhao Mu was speechless.
Chapter 833 Zhao Mu was speechless.
"Oh my god~"
Zhao Mu was in excruciating pain, feeling like his whole body was about to explode. Luckily, he hadn't swallowed this thing when he was in the Void Realm, or he probably would have lost most of his life.
Hiss~
Hiss~
Zhao Mu took deep breaths, trying to distract himself a little.
But the pain, like a bone-deep infection, still clung on tightly.
even......
Zhao Mu discovered that his well-tempered physical body was now showing signs of collapse under the tearing force of the immense and terrifying energy.
"No wonder those spirit refiners weren't interested in this thing at all, and even seemed to avoid it like the plague. Turns out... this is really bad!"
It's just that his body refinement is pretty good. Let alone a spiritual cultivator at the fourth level, even a body cultivator would have a greater than 90% chance of losing their life right now. It's really terrifying.
No wonder this thing has such a good reputation; he's finally experienced it firsthand.
"In comparison, training in the Rift Demon Swamp is a piece of cake."
Zhao Mu sighed deeply.
Of course, the nature of the Rift Swamp is not quite the same as this thing. With the Rift Swamp, the intensity can be predicted in advance, and you can retreat if you can't handle it, but with this thing, there is no chance to back out.
Either become stronger, or you'll be completely defeated.
Time passed second by second, and Zhao Mu felt his physical body, even every cell, cracking. Fortunately, his sea of consciousness and dantian were protected by Lei Ye and that white lightning arc; otherwise, he might not have been able to protect even these two places.
"Keep going, keep going, keep going!"
Zhao Mu gritted his teeth and cheered himself up. Although he was in a very bad state, he felt that he should be able to get through it, but it might take much longer than expected.
At first, he thought that even if the medicinal power couldn't be exhausted in one night, it could be stored in his body and slowly absorbed, just like a lotus seed that doesn't need a lotus.
But this thing must be completely absorbed and transformed in one go.
Zhao Mu estimated that it would take at least five days to finish.
After several hours of this commotion, Yanlan's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Brother Zhao?"
"Brother Zhao, if you don't respond, am I allowed in?"
"Strange, there was no array set up to remind us. Since we're not in seclusion, why is there no response at all?"
Because Zhao Mu hadn't taken any precautions against Yan Lan, the latter easily pushed open the door, and the little sword king was immediately stunned.
"No, what's wrong with you?"
Yanlan immediately closed the door, preparing to go forward to check on the patient and provide treatment.
At this moment, Zhao Mu's body was covered in cracks and bloodstains, and the whole room reeked of blood. His condition was extremely poor.
"No...no..."
Seeing that Yanlan was going to help, Zhao Mu used his last bit of strength to say, "I...I have taken the Blood-Blazing Fruit and am cultivating. It must not be interrupted. I...I can get through this, but this rest will take at least five days. You can tell the others that if they can't wait, they can leave first."
"You...you, you, you're insane! That's an eighth-grade Blood-Blazing Fruit! You just broke through to the Fourth Extreme Realm and you dared to consume it? Are you out of your mind?!"
Yanlan was stunned by Zhao Mu's words. In all her life, she had never heard of anyone taking an eighth-grade Blood-Blazing Fruit right after breaking through to the Fourth Extreme Realm. How was that any different from courting death?
Would Cang Ming dare to give this thing to him?
"I...I thought..."
"What do you think? What do you think? You think that just because you've directly consumed eighth-grade or even ninth-grade spiritual herbs and plants before, you'll be fine after consuming this Blood-Blazing Fruit? You're so ignorant."
Yanlan reprimanded him with a stern face, "The reason why the Blood-Blazing Fruit is so controversial is because its medicinal power is too terrifying. Under normal circumstances, only those who have broken through the Yin-Yang Realm would dare to try it. You..."
"Alright, stop talking. Focus on refining this Blood-Blazing Fruit. I'll go inform the others first, then come back to protect you!"
After saying that, Yanlan immediately stood up.
Although she was angry at Zhao Mu's ignorance and madness, his physical body was indeed beyond her expectations. It was very strong, and his willpower was also terrifying. He was able to withstand the medicinal power of the eighth-grade Blood-Blazing Fruit.
Simply outrageous.
"Sharp tongue but soft heart!"
After mentally complaining, Zhao Mu entered the state of refining the medicinal power again. This time, he was truly immersed in it, and he didn't even know when Yanlan returned.
"This guy's strength might soon rival Cang Ming's."
Yanlan sat beside him, watching Zhao Mu's aura intensify with each tearing and recombining cycle. She raised her eyebrows slightly, but at the same time, she became increasingly suspicious that Yu Ying was using the latter.
One day, two days...
Five days and five nights passed quickly, and Zhao Mu was still not finished, but his condition was obviously much better than at the beginning.
"It should be over in three more days at most."
Yanlan muttered to herself, also wondering what level of strength Zhao Mu would reach after completely refining the Blood-Blazing Fruit.
Three days later, the medicinal effects were completely neutralized, and Zhao Mu finally fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.
The continuous struggle over several days had exhausted his mental energy, leaving him completely worn out.
"What do you mean?"
Yanlan looked at Zhao Mu, who was lying sprawled on the ground, speechless, and muttered, "You don't expect me to clean up after you, do you?"
At this moment, the bloodstains on Zhao Mu's body had congealed and scabbed over, making him look filthy.
In the end, the young swordsman couldn't bear to let Zhao Mu lie on the ground. He got up, bent down, cleaned the blood scabs off his body, and then casually tore off his clothes and poured water on him a few times.
"It seems he really collapsed from exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep."
Yanlan glanced at Zhao Mu's lifeless thing, raised an eyebrow and smiled, then casually tossed it onto the bed.
This vigil lasted for another three days.
hiss~
Zhao Mu woke up, holding his head, and sat up. The chilly feeling on his body immediately brought him back to his senses.
"you....."
"What? You want to wear my clothes? Are you a cross-dresser?"
"..."
Zhao Mu was speechless for a moment, then rolled his eyes and said, "What I mean is, how come you've stripped me so bare, and you're still looking?"
"Tch, it's not like we haven't seen it before."
Yanlan curled her lip indifferently and said, "Besides, I couldn't bear to see you lying on the floor all dirty, so I cleaned you up a bit and threw you on the bed. Is that wrong?"
"Uh~"
Zhao Mu was taken aback and a little confused by the little sword king's reaction. No matter what, we are still men and women. You are treating me like a sister without any hesitation.
"Thank you, Little Sword King."
Zhao Mu couldn't possibly take it seriously, so he immediately got off the bed and, in front of Yan Lan, took out a set of clothes from his Qiankun Ring and put them on.
Yanlan really doesn't treat him like a man!