In the afternoon, Fang Han took out a Vajra Pill, placed it in his mouth, and began his Cultivation of the Xuanwu True Skill.
He assumed a strange posture, his muscles tensing like iron as his bones emitted soft CRACKING sounds.
The scorching Medicinal Power seeped into his muscles, bones, and skin, getting refined and absorbed bit by bit, strengthening every inch of his flesh and blood.
Over two hours later, he ceased his practice and stood up.
Then, his footwork changed. Activating the Wind God Step, his green-robed figure darted silently through the courtyard, turning without the slightest pause, so fast that he was a blur to the naked eye.
As night fell, he returned to his chambers after dinner and sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion.
He cultivated two Secret Techniques in succession: Netherworld Guide and Ghost Shadow.
Day after day, time slipped by quietly amid his focused Cultivation.
「A few days later.」
