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He slowly straightened up, moved his neck and shoulders, and heard a series of dense and slight popping sounds coming from his body. It was a sign that his muscles and bones were resonating, a sign that his physical condition had greatly improved.

He clenched his fist, feeling a stronger and more solid sense of power; looking inward at his dantian, the total amount of true qi surged, and the pure yang qi vortex seemed to become more solid due to the strong foundation; in the darkness, an indescribable feeling of "qi circulation" seemed to become clearer.

My fortune has improved. Now, I've finally met the target.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took out the crimson-covered thread-bound booklet—"The Toad Technique"—from his backpack.

As you run your fingers over the two ancient and distorted characters on the cover, you can feel a strange sensation that is a mixture of heat and cold.

"study."

Once the mind is made up, a torrent of information instantly floods into the brain!

The Qi circulation route, far more complex, more subtle, and more domineering and dangerous than the Five Poisons Gu Technique, was etched into the depths of consciousness like a brand.

How to draw out the latent fire poison essence within the body, how to combine it with one's own true qi, how to circulate it throughout the body, and how to refine the extremely yang and extremely poisonous, yet inexhaustible, Vermilion Toad True Qi... every key point, every degree of control, is crystal clear.

At the same time, a seed of true energy, as fiery as fire and as treacherous as poison, quietly sprouted from the depths of the dantian, beginning its extremely slow yet unwavering initial operation along the newly imprinted route.

[System Notification: You have mastered the ultimate internal skill – "The Crimson Toad Skill" (Red Quality)!]

Under the Internal Skills category in the Skills panel, a new line of text with flowing lava and dark blood colors appeared: 【Vermilion Toad Skill (Beginner 0/1000000)】.

"One million proficiency points... entry-level." Wu Feng's eyes twitched slightly as he looked at the number.

As expected of a unique skill, the entry barrier is frighteningly high. To put it in comparison, the Pure Yang Limitless Skill requires 150,000 to go from beginner to proficient, while the Vermilion Toad Skill requires one million just to get started, which is more than six times the former.

He tried to actively guide that newly formed, weak but unique Zhuha True Qi, circulating it through a small cycle.

Wherever the true energy passes, a slight burning and tingling sensation is felt in the meridians. It is not uncomfortable, but rather has a strange feeling of "activation".

But at the same time, at the edge of her vision, her health bar subtly jumped by 1.

"As expected, I'm still losing blood." Wu Feng curled his lips, already used to the characteristics of this kind of poison technique.

However, compared to the terrifying loss of 10 points of health per second when he was practicing the Five Poisons Gu Technique, the loss of 1 point per second now is negligible compared to his [Vermilion Toad Hundred Poisons Body], over 10,000 health points, and rapid recovery ability. It is even comparable to natural recovery.

"But the proficiency..." He shook his head and decisively gave up the idea of ​​immediately practicing the "Crimson Toad Technique".

It's not good value for money.

Instead of wasting time, it would be better to continue advancing the "Pure Yang Limitless Skill," which provides a more significant boost to immediate combat power and also solidifies one's foundation.

Even the most amazing skills are worth learning, but one must take things one step at a time.

He temporarily put aside his practice of the "Crimson Toad Skill" and withdrew his mind from his dantian.

Just then, a soft knock came from outside the courtyard, followed by the waiter's inquiry: "Sir, the hot water you requested is ready, the food is prepared, and the dry rations, water, and dried meat have all been packed up as you ordered."

"Come in." Wu Feng stood up and walked to the outer room.

The waiter, accompanied by two others, carried in a large bathtub and several buckets of steaming water. He then neatly arranged four dishes, a soup, and rice on the table, and finally placed a bulging oilcloth wrapping aside.

"Sir, everything you requested is here. Please let me know if you need more hot water. The dry ration package contains twenty steamed buns, five catties of dried meat, and two bags of water," the waiter said respectfully.

Wu Feng nodded, gave the waiter several dozen coins as a reward, and the waiter thanked him profusely before leaving and closing the door behind him.

He was the only one left in the room, which was filled with steam and the aroma of food.

Wu Feng walked to the table, sat down, and picked up his chopsticks.

The food was of ordinary inn standard: a plate of braised pork, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a dish of pickles, a bowl of egg drop soup, and a large bowl of white rice.

A bite of food, a bite of rice, and the rest is gone in a flash.

The virtual feeling of fullness rises rapidly as food is consumed, steadily pushing the hunger level back above the safe line.

After eating and drinking his fill, he took off his outer robe and went into the bathtub behind the screen.

The water was slightly hot, just right for washing away fatigue.

He immersed himself in the hot water and sighed contentedly.

But then he noticed that a very light, oily gray substance seemed to be floating on the surface of the water, with a faint fishy smell.

"This is..." Wu Feng paused for a moment, then raised his arm to look at it.

My skin seems smoother and firmer than before, but there is no dirt.

This layer of oil is more like some kind of impurity being expelled from deep within the pores.

"The inner core transforms the body and expels impurities?" He suddenly realized, recalling the transformative feeling he had when digesting the inner core.

Having played this game for over a month, meditating, practicing martial arts, and fighting are common occurrences, and I often end up drenched in sweat. But this feeling, similar to expelling impurities from the body after cleansing the marrow, is a first for me.

Taking a bath in a game, especially one with real-life effects, feels a bit strange, yet incredibly realistic.

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, picked up a cloth, and began to carefully scrub the towel.

The hot water soaked into my skin, washing away the dust and grime of the journey, as well as that inexplicable greasiness, leaving me feeling refreshed from the inside out.

After changing into a clean, dark blue outfit and tucking his wet hair into a headscarf, Wu Feng returned to his bedroom.

Outside the window, night had fallen, the town lights had thinned out, and all was quiet.

He walked to the bedside, sat cross-legged on the hard bed, and closed his eyes.

Within the body, the mental techniques of the Pure Yang Limitless Skill naturally circulated.

The golden-red pure yang energy vortex slowly rotated in the dantian, and with each cycle, one could clearly feel the growth and purity of the true energy.

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +210]

A pale gold notification popped up steadily in the darkness.

Compared to the dreaded one million entry requirement for "Zhu Ha Gong," the current goal of three hundred thousand proficiency points seems much more approachable.

He calmed his mind, completely suppressing the excitement of his recent huge gains, and immersed himself entirely in cultivation.

As evening approached, Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

The sky outside the window was already dusky, and the courtyard of the inn was quiet, with only the faint sounds of people coming from the lobby in the distance.

He glanced at his skill bar and saw that the proficiency of the [Pure Yang Limitless Skill] had increased by tens of thousands of points, steadily progressing towards the minor completion stage.

"It's time to get off."

On a whim, I chose to exit the game.

In the real world, the hatch of the game pod slides open, revealing a dimly lit room.

Wu Feng sat up, rubbed his stiff neck, and stepped nimbly out of the cabin.

The feeling of emptiness in my stomach is very real.

He changed his clothes, grabbed his phone and keys, and went downstairs.

The streets were bustling in the evening, with cars and people mingling together.

He turned into his usual street, familiar with the place, and lifted the plastic curtain of the family-run restaurant.

The shop was quite crowded, and filled with smoke.

He found an empty table in the corner against the wall and sat down. The waiter came over with the menu.

"Boiled fish, twice-cooked pork, salt and pepper duck wings, water spinach with garlic, lotus root and pork rib soup," he ordered quickly. "A large bowl of rice."

"Okay, just a moment." The waiter noted it down and left.

It takes time to wait for the food.

Wu Feng leaned back in the somewhat hard plastic chair, took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and habitually tapped the official forum app for "Jianghu Dream" with his thumb.

The homepage feed scrolls by very quickly.

He immediately spotted several highly popular posts, all with titles containing words like "Mangku Zhuha," "Anonymous God," and "Ranking List."

[Was Mangku Zhuha really solo-killed? Who exactly is this anonymous expert?! In-depth analysis post!]

[The entire server is in an uproar! The first kill of the only exotic beast has been achieved! Just how powerful is this anonymous player?]

[Shocking change in the leaderboard! A mysterious anonymous player has suddenly appeared at number one! Level 30! Suspected to be the killer of the Wild Toad!]

Wu Feng casually clicked on the last post.