Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

"A familiar... no, an unfamiliar ceiling."

When Ning Wuque woke up again, he found himself not in his own little house, but in a young girl's boudoir.

Why was he so sure? Because his quilt was embroidered.

His eyes flickered, and then he spotted Ning Tian sitting at her desk, holding a book and reading. Beside her sat Wu Feng, who was in a docile state, clinging to her arm.

However, perhaps because his eyes had been replaced with blood and flesh, his vision was now very blurry, like a newborn baby who needed to adapt. He could only recognize the two of them by their backs and hair color.

"You're awake?"

The one who spoke was Shu Rou, who was sitting not far away drinking tea. She noticed her movements the moment Ning Wuque woke up.

As Shurou spoke, Ning Tian turned around without even putting down his book. Seeing Ning Wuque sitting up, he asked with a mixture of surprise and worry:

"Wuque, you're awake! How are you? Are you alright?"

"Sorry to have worried you, it's nothing. Those minor injuries and pains can't defeat me. I'm just a little hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes! I've already prepared it for you."

Ning Tian didn't say anything to him about not being reckless or that he should just speak up about his pain and suffering. Instead, he got up and came over to help him down to eat the food that had been prepared for him.

Wu Feng also got up to help, without saying anything.

Ning Wuque was able to endure that situation just now. If it were her, she probably wouldn't even have the courage to try.

No wonder, no wonder this guy said those things back then. Being friends with him is really exhausting. You can only watch him court death and hope he can pull through.

"Hiss~"

Just as he was about to get up and move around, Ning Wuque felt his muscles aching all over, and it was as if a thousand pounds were pressing on his chest, making it impossible for him to get up. His bones seemed not yet adapted to supporting his current body.

"Serves you right for showing off! Fine, you lie down first. Wufeng, let's bring the food up. Wuque probably can't even move right now."

Seeing his appearance, Ning Tian scolded him and helped him sit up against the headboard. Then, while talking to Wu Feng beside her, she pulled her out of the room and went downstairs to get food.

Leaning against the headboard, Ning Wuque tried to lift his hand, but he couldn't muster any strength, and his bones couldn't support his body.

If previously he only needed to expend 1 unit of force to support his body with his bones, now he needs to expend at least 1.5 units of force, and he still cannot achieve a perfect fusion of bones and body.

The second attempt at switching on the switch not only allowed him to use this power, but also greatly enhanced his physique!

His second spirit ring was too old and provided too much spirit power. Correspondingly, the physical requirements for supporting this power were also much higher.

If this were just an ordinary soul ring that was only a thousand or two thousand years old, or even a few hundred years old, his body wouldn't have experienced so much pain. Instead, it would have slowly improved through repeated ring explosions, like a gentle stream.

On the other hand, if the age of the second spirit ring is too low, it won't even be able to provide Ning Wuque with much improvement, let alone support the development of the third stage when he reaches the third ring.

If you can't even fill your physical body, how can you strengthen your bones?

Just like he had to fill his own blood first before he could drill holes and grind the walls of his body, so that the primal soul power could fill his entire body!

Most importantly, if he can't even unlock one link or level, his future path will become even more unpredictable. This path is difficult to walk, and only by pushing each link and level to its absolute limit can he reach the end.

"Kid, is this really worth it? You risked your life so much. Without me, I don't think you could have even lasted half the time. If it were an ordinary healing-type Soul Saint, you would at most be hanging on by a thread. You could live, but you would need to rest for at least half a month."

Shurou, who was sitting in the chair, spoke up. She couldn't understand Ning Wuque's behavior at all; it was really too crazy!

In all her decades of experience, she had never seen anyone more insane than Ning Wuque. This guy actually thought of using the energy from the exploding rings to help himself become stronger.

To force your body to withstand all the explosive energy and adapt to it?

God...

Is it worth it?

After Ning Wuque finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and took a deep breath.

Is it really worth it?

Without Elder Yi, he might have had to endure that kind of pain a dozen times before his body could fully evolve, transform, and adapt.

The organs that a Soul Master uses to store Soul Power are not the body, but the meridians, dantian, heart, and Martial Soul within the body.

Ning Wuque knew that he could not withstand the onslaught of soul power with just an ordinary physical body. What he needed to do was to transform himself into a "body martial soul" that could contain soul power!

The first step is blood, the second step is flesh, and the third step is bone!

Only when every cell in his body can contain soul power can he withstand the impact of soul power that increases exponentially from then on!

The method? It's very simple. Your body will provide the answer; all you need to do is persevere! Persevere! Persevere until it can write that answer!

This was an incredibly long and painful process. Without Shurou, he would have needed to stop and recover, and the time it would have taken to recover his spirit rings would have stretched the entire process to two or three years or even longer. The amount of food and medicine he would have needed to consume during this time was countless.

He is an explorer; every step and every process is the most primitive and unknown, requiring him to put it into practice himself.

There was no guidance, no hints, and no shortcuts.

Everything stemmed from his idea, everything stemmed from him!

"Whether it's worth it or not is perhaps meaningless now. When I chose to walk this path and create a way that belongs to me..."

Opening his eyes, Ning Wuque's eyes were full of determination. How could his will be easily shaken by a single sentence?

"I'm left with only two choices: to persevere at all costs, or to cowardly give up. I won't regret choosing this path, just as I bravely faced all the harm it brought me!"

Destruction is a magnificent moment; if one seeks survival through baseness, life is far too long. Brave one, are you willing to accept the test of destruction?

Just as Ning Wuque uttered those words, a dark purple light flashed before his eyes, and he froze on the spot, his consciousness being pulled into a space filled with dark clouds and thunder by some being.

Ahead, a faceless phantom draped in a tattered purplish-black robe stood in mid-air, extending his hand to invite Ning Wuque.

.........

Spirit world.

Destruction held a crystal ball in his hand. He never dreamed that he could find a suitable successor to his godhood.

Ning Wuque, he's perfect for the role! Perfect for the role!