33: My disciple, take this vat of divine blood for a bath, don't be stingy!

Half a month later.

Hidden God Sect, back mountain medicinal field.

Beside a hill-like pile of Spirit Stones, Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes.

The small mountain made of 100,000 jin of Source Stones had visibly shrunk by a large chunk.

Ye Fan's aura had also been completely transformed.

Although he still hadn't condensed true spiritual power, the Qi and blood within his body were as vigorous as a volcano about to erupt. Every movement carried a heavy sense of oppression.

Only half a month.

By relying on massive resources, he had forcibly pushed his Physical Body to a level comparable to the Peak of Foundation Establishment!

"Revered Master!"

Ye Fan excitedly ran to Li Daoxuan, who was watering radishes, and punched a boulder half a person's height nearby.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound.

The incredibly hard granite shattered instantly, turning into stone dust filling the sky.

"Revered Master, look! My strength is so great now!"

Ye Fan, like a child with a new toy, showed off his results.

Li Daoxuan put down the bucket, glanced at the pile of stone dust, and shook his head.

"Just this?"

"The force is too scattered, the Qi and blood are not condensed."

"It's like you haven't eaten, soft and weak."

The excitement on Ye Fan's face froze instantly, as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water.

"Revered Master, Disciple has already... used a lot of strength."

"Is that so?"

Li Daoxuan walked over to another, larger boulder, extended a finger, and tapped it lightly.

"Pop."

A light sound.

That ten-thousand-jin boulder silently turned into the finest powder, and with a gust of wind, it scattered.

Ye Fan: "..."

He looked at his own fist, then looked at his Revered Master's finger, which was better-looking than jade.

He fell into despair.

Why was the gap between people so large?

"Alright, stop being so dejected."

Li Daoxuan clapped the dust off his hands, wearing an expression that said "this is just basic operation."

"Relying solely on eating Spirit Stones can only fill your stomach; it cannot cure the root cause."

"Your Archaic Sacred Body is like a rusty iron lump; it must be burned with fierce fire and struck with heavy hammers to force out the Impurities inside."

Ye Fan nodded half-understandingly: "Revered Master, then how should it be burned and struck?"

"Simple."

A "kind" smile curled the corner of Li Daoxuan's mouth.

"Boil water and take a bath."

As he spoke, he grabbed Ye Fan by the back of his collar without allowing any argument, just like picking up a chick, and walked straight toward the center of the square.

On the square.

At some unknown time, a huge bronze cauldron had been set up.

The cauldron was over three people tall, engraved with ancient patterns of the sun, moon, and stars; it was one of the spoils of war that Li Daoxuan had swiped from the Blood Fiend Sect's treasury.

At this moment, a raging fire was burning beneath the cauldron.

The one tending the fire was none other than the Second Senior Brother, Shi Tian.

He was sticking his butt out, puffing his cheeks, spraying fire madly at the bottom of the cauldron.

What he was spraying turned out to be Phoenix true fire with a hint of gold!

Clearly, he hadn't fully digested the energy from that Phoenix egg last time.

"Mas... Revered Master, what is this for? Cooking?" Ye Fan looked at the large cauldron and swallowed hard.

"Yes," Li Daoxuan nodded. "Boiling you."

Before Ye Fan could react.

Li Daoxuan flipped his wrist, and a crystal-clear jade bottle appeared in his hand.

Inside the jade bottle was a drop of golden blood.

That drop of blood was only the size of a fingernail, yet it seemed to contain a world. Inside, gods and demons were roaring, stars were flickering out, and a wild, tyrannical, and destructive aura instantly filled the air.

【Ancient God-Demon Blood (Immortal Grade)】: System return reward, containing a trace of the power of creating the world, can be used to temper the Physical Body and reshape the Bloodline.

"Gulp."

Xiao Chen and Leng Yanran stood to the side, and watching that drop of blood, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Just by feeling that aura, the spiritual power within their bodies began to boil uncontrollably.

This was a supreme treasure!

An absolute supreme treasure!

"Watch carefully."

Li Daoxuan opened the stopper.

Then, he flicked it lightly toward the already boiling cauldron.

The golden blood, like a falling sun, instantly submerged into the cauldron.

"BOOM—!!!"

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering loud noise!

The water, which had been relatively calm, exploded instantly like a gunpowder barrel the moment it touched the God's blood!

The entire cauldron trembled violently, emitting an unbearable humming sound.

The clear water inside turned into... golden magma at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It bubbled up with a gurgling sound.

The terrifying high temperature scorched the surrounding air until it twisted and deformed. Even the enlightenment stone paving the ground was roasted until it turned slightly red.

"Alright, the water temperature is just right."

Li Daoxuan nodded with satisfaction.

He turned his head and looked at the terrified Ye Fan, revealing a devilish smile.

"Fourth Disciple."

"Get in."

Ye Fan looked at the pot of golden magma that could melt steel, his legs trembling.

"Mas... Revered Master... are you joking?"

"If I go down... won't I just turn into human meat soup?"

"Do I look like someone who would joke?"

Li Daoxuan straightened his face.

"Wealth is sought in danger; destruction precedes creation."

"The shackles of your Sacred Body must be broken using such a tyrannical method."

"Don't worry, you won't die."

"At most... it will hurt a little bit more."

After speaking.

He didn't give Ye Fan any chance to resist.

He grabbed Ye Fan by the back of his collar.

Just like throwing trash.

With a "plop" sound.

He threw him directly into the boiling golden cauldron.

"AH—!!!"

A shrill, distorted scream instantly rang through the entire Hidden God Sect, startling countless birds in the back mountain.

It was too painful!

That wasn't taking a bath.

That was jumping into magma!

Ye Fan felt an indescribable, scorching, sharp pain instantly spread through his entire body.

His skin, the moment it touched the golden liquid, was directly scorched and carbonized!

Following that was his flesh, his Meridians, his bones!

That feeling was like billions of ants gnawing at his Soul, trying to melt him completely from the inside out!

"Revered Master, help! I'm going to be cooked!!!"

Ye Fan struggled wildly in the cauldron, trying to climb out.

"Stay in!"

Li Daoxuan's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.

He pressed down with one hand in the air.

An invisible force instantly descended, turning into a huge lid that pressed firmly down on the cauldron's opening.

"Only come out when you have finished absorbing this pot of soup."

"That is an order."

Inside the cauldron.

Ye Fan fell into despair.

He felt his consciousness gradually blurring, and his body being decomposed.

Just when he was about to give up.

A more majestic life force surged from the golden liquid into his limbs and bones, beginning to repair his damaged body.

The scorched skin peeled off, growing new, tougher skin.

The broken Meridians reorganized, becoming wider.

Even his bones began to glow with a faint golden color amidst this destruction and Rebirth.

Destruction followed by creation!

At the end of destruction, there is Rebirth!

Ye Fan gritted his teeth; the sharp pain remained, but he no longer screamed.

He sat cross-legged at the bottom of the cauldron, silently circulating the "Dao Sutra," guiding that tyrannical power to wash over the shackles of his Sacred Body again and again.

Time.

Lost its meaning at this moment.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Xiao Chen and the others outside the cauldron went from initial worry to later numbness, and finally to... cracking melon seeds while watching the show.

The screaming inside the cauldron also went from initial heart-wrenching cries to later muffled groans, and finally disappeared completely.

Until late at night on the third day.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came from inside the cauldron.

The huge bronze cauldron shook violently, and the invisible lid pressing on it was instantly lifted by a violent force!

The golden liquid in the cauldron had all dried up.

Only one figure remained sitting cross-legged.

He slowly opened his eyes.

"Swish! Swish!"

Two dazzling golden divine lights, like peerless heavenly swords, shot out from his eyes!

The light was too intense, piercing directly through the night sky and leaving two long-lasting golden marks on the firmament!

Like... piercing the heavens!