Meanwhile.
The Contribution Points, which had reached zero, returned to fifty.
Fu Changsheng's lips slightly curled up.
He began to regulate his breath and meditate.
Breathing out a mouthful of foul air from his body.
Only then did he open the box set aside and consume a Cloud Mushroom Fruit. As soon as it entered his stomach, it transformed into a vast medicinal power, more ferocious than any Spirit Fruit he had consumed before, rampaging wildly through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians like an unbridled horse.
Intense pain.
Made Fu Changsheng let out a muffled groan.
He quickly circulated his Mana, using his True Qi to drive this medicinal power into his Dantian, gathering it there before cautiously refining it bit by bit.
As the medicinal power gradually tempered his limbs and bones.
The flow of Qi and blood within his body became as robust and powerful as mountains and rivers.
Time is but an illusion in cultivation.
About two months swiftly passed.
