Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior

"The medicinal effect is still somewhat weak."

Finally, Su Mu simply poured the remaining medicinal powder in the room, all nine packets at once. Only then did Su Mu contentedly take off his clothes.

Whoosh!

All nine packets of the Five Treasures Marrow-Nourishing Soup immediately turned a basin of boiling water black, and the intense medicinal power caused the recently cooled water to boil again, bubbles constantly rising to the surface.

The medicinal power within was violent. Any Seventh-Grade Martial Artist who had undergone three instances of Yijin would fear being unable to endure ten breaths in such a medicinal bath, lest the violent medicinal power damage their tendons.

However, after being refined with Fire Sparrow Blood, Su Mu’s tendons were far more resilient than those of an ordinary martial artist who had undergone three instances of Yijin. Su Mu slid his body into the bath and submerged himself entirely in the medicinal liquid, comfortably closing his eyes.

The vigorous Pill Force flowed through his limbs and entire body. The Pill Force dispersed the medicinal power wildly, and a massive amount of heated medicinal power continuously surged into Su Mu’s body. At this point, Su Mu’s physique had transformed into a bottomless black hole.

Absorbing all the surging, violent medicinal power, each of the healed major tendons within transformed into ravenous Demon Beasts, tearing apart and consuming the power.

The tendons refined by Fire Sparrow Blood were already craving energy. They devoured the medicinal power like a long drought meeting sweet rain, seemingly tireless.

During this process, Su Mu’s breath grew increasingly long, his face showing a look of intoxicated pleasure, as he slowly entered into a dream state.

Meanwhile, the Pill Force within Su Mu continued uninterrupted; he no longer needed to consciously control the Power, as it circulated naturally with his breathing.

Finally, who knows how much time had passed.

A resident on the other side of the wall at the end of Yanque Street was startled awake, groggily sitting up from bed and nudged the woman beside him.

"It’s thundering... Wake up, Cui Lian, and collect our clothes from outside."

"Ah, alright."

The woman responded, waking up and putting on clothes, walking out of the room. Halfway through collecting clothes, she looked up at the sky, realizing there wasn’t any thunder, nor did it seem like it would rain. Her eyes widened, and she returned to the house angrily, giving her husband a thorough scolding.

This scene simultaneously played out in several neighboring yards.

Crackling sounds!

The sound of lightning and thunder inside the house continued, but as the sleeping youthful and handsome man in the bathtub gradually opened his eyes, the sound quickly dissipated. The commotion had been caused by the tendons within Su Mu.

"I took a nap... and unexpectedly completed a Fourth-Time Yijin!"

Su Mu’s eyes sparkled, a look of amazement and surprise on his face. He had simply wanted to take a medicinal bath to not waste nighttime, unexpectedly breaking through the shackles of the Third-Time Yijin.

After the nap, Su Mu felt refreshed and invigorated.

Balance between activity and rest preserves longevity.

Revitalized, Su Mu entered a state of Introspection, observing the changes within his tendons. Although none of them appeared visibly thickened,

they were static like a delicate maiden, dynamic like a Flood Dragon.

With a thought, the Pill Force in his Dantian surged out like a furious Flood Dragon. Despite such terrifying power rushing through, his tendons conveyed no pain, effortlessly enduring.

The major tendons that already glistened now emitted a faint treasure-like glow from within.

Su Mu attempted to activate the Jade Bone State; within him, the bones seemed shaped from Cyan Jade, and the glow-emitting tendons now complemented them, resembling translucent Flood Dragons dancing.

At this moment, his tendons and bones began to fuse deeply into one.

Buzz!

An ancient sound, resembling a primordial echo, resonated in Su Mu’s ear, pulling him into a profound realm.

In a trance, Su Mu saw a body resembling crystal, with acupoints across its surface shining like stars in the sky, and blood golden like amber wine, a perfect form,

"Is this the Twelfth Realm... Little Vajra Secret Realm?"

Yet this profound realm persisted only briefly; Su Mu’s entire body jerked violently, abruptly ripped away from it, as if a mysterious Invisible Power forcibly cut off his insight, forbidding access.

Causing Su Mu’s heart to feel like he punched full-force into cotton, powerless and frustrated.

"Zen Heart spoke truth; I’ve cultivated to the Twelfth Body Tempering Realm described by the Pharmacist, but haven’t entered the Little Vajra Secret Realm... A visit to Vajra Temple is necessary."

Despite his insight being suddenly interrupted, Su Mu felt no distress. He sensed what seemed an inexhaustible ’Tendon Power’ within.

Three instances of Yijin produce Elephant Tendons, while four produce Jiao Tendons!

The Profound Image naturally embodies Divine Power beyond human reach; it was one of its synonyms, yet elephants remain worldly beasts.

Jiao, however, long surpassed worldly beasts. The Demon Flood Dragons are considered supremely powerful among Demon Beasts, and if they leap Dragon Gate, transforming Jiao to Dragon, they become legendary auspicious Divine Beasts.

The Jiao Tendons from a Fourth-Time Yijin not only withstand sharp objects but also resist intrusive Dark Force, rendering common Acupoint Stimulation futile for those possessing Jiao Tendons.

When tendons are tempered to such a degree, so long as they aren’t torn apart inch by inch during battle, they can autonomously tighten and heal wounds, even maintaining over half their power after sustaining injury.

Su Mu rose from the bath, stretching his spine, the tendons within him seemed more alive than before as he casually struck out with a punch.

The taut tendons beneath his left arm’s flesh emitted a resonant ’zheng’ sound, like a Siege Crossbow being drawn, suddenly unleashing a powerful thrust.