Body command feeding world

As the sunlight moved past its zenith and slowly slanted westward, it cast a long and quiet shadow on the western city wall of Panshi City.

The devastation of the calamity had long been contained. The bloodstains on the ground had been washed away, and the broken walls and ruins had been simply cleaned up. The streets and alleys of the outer city had regained their former liveliness, but the pedestrians now wore a more cautious expression of lingering fear, no longer daring to linger at dawn and dusk.

On the city wall, the guards changed batch after batch, but Wu Wei's figure remained fixed on the crenellation with the best view and easy defense, like a spear shadow rooted in the city bricks, never moving an inch from dawn to dusk.

He did not encounter any more large-scale evil tides, nor did he run into mid-to-high-level evil spirits like Little White Boy. He only encountered sporadic shadow evil spirits, evil rats, and low-level flying evil spirits, who tentatively approached the city wall in twos and threes.

For Wu and Wei now, these minor evil spirits no longer pose any threat.

The second-evolution Yangyan Xuan Bone Armor had long been integrated into his instincts. Without deliberate activation, as soon as a trace of Yin energy approached, the bone armor would automatically emit a faint golden halo, becoming as hard as Xuan iron, resistant to both evil and poison, and ordinary claws could not even penetrate its skin. He didn't even need to use his full strength to strike the spear; with just a flick of his wrist, the Xuan iron spear could easily sweep and purify the attacking evil spirits, cleanly and effortlessly.

The circulation of blood essence becomes increasingly refined and continuous, with each breath automatically nourishing the meridians and accumulating power; the bone essence and bones become completely integrated, allowing for penetrating power and smooth transmission, making the spear as steady as Mount Tai; the marrow sea deep within the bone marrow slowly fills, condenses, and warms through daily cultivation and light combat, although it has not yet reached the point of outlining the shape of the weapon, it is already as solid as if molten iron has been poured, with no trace of superficiality.

His cultivation level remained at the peak of the Warrior Realm, without any further advancement.

However, his foundation, control, resilience, and survivability have long surpassed those of cultivators of the same realm, and he is even capable of directly confronting an ordinary initial-stage martial artist without being defeated.

Slow, but extremely steady.

Stability equates to extreme strength.

Wu Wei remained extremely cautious, never relaxing, never rushing, never straying far from the defensive line, and never venturing into the shadows. His gaze was always sweeping across the area where the city met the western wilderness, his ears were attentive to all directions, and his divine sense was contained. No abnormal fluctuation of Yin energy could escape his perception.

Caution has become an instinct, and composure is ingrained in one's bones.

As the sun sank below the horizon and twilight enveloped the city once more, the evening breeze carried the chill of the western wilderness, yet it could not dispel the rock-solid aura of stability emanating from him.

As the day's patrol was drawing to a close, merits accumulated, strength stabilized, and marrow sea slightly full, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, without any waves, surprises, or thrills—this was exactly the state Wu Wei desired most.

He sheathed his gun, shook off the speck of dust clinging to the tip, turned and walked down the city wall. Instead of returning to the inn, he slowly headed towards the Anyou Elementary School in the northeast corner of the outer city.

As night deepened, the elementary school had long since closed its doors. Within the low walls, lights flickered, and the night watchmen stood quietly and securely, spears in hand.

Wu Wei remained in the shadows at the alley entrance, standing far away, neither approaching, making a sound, nor showing his face.

He could faintly hear the even breathing of the children in the courtyard, and he could feel that in that small world, there were no evil spirits, no murderers, no fighting, only a rare peace and warmth in a chaotic world.

He didn't need to meet her, didn't need to speak to her, and didn't need to let Ya Ya know he had been there.

As long as he could see from afar that she was safe and sound, undisturbed, and not drawn into his path filled with murder and danger, that would be enough.

Concern resides in the heart, protection lies hidden in the shadows.

This is the safest protection he can offer.

A moment later, Wu Wei withdrew his gaze, turned and left, his figure disappearing silently into the night as if he had never been there.

He walked silently back to the Ping An Inn, pushed open the door, went upstairs, closed the door, and set up a soundproof barrier. The whole set of movements was smooth and natural, as if he knew the ropes well.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, he took out the ten fragments of evil treasures he had obtained during the day and slowly refined them with Yang Flame Blood Essence to nourish his meridians, stabilize his bone essence, and replenish the slight energy he had consumed during the day. However, he did not touch the superior evil treasure from Xiao Bai Tong in his arms.

Shu's warning is etched in my heart: Keep the best medicine for yourself, do not use it lightly, it is extremely important.

He remembered, he held fast to, and he remained steadfast.

Low-grade fragments are used daily, while high-grade magical treasures are kept hidden deep within; the boundaries are clear and will never be confused.

After refining, Wu Wei closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, entering a deep cultivation state once again.

The Yangyan Blood Essence is like a gentle fire, the Yangyan Bone Essence is like forged iron, and the Marrow Sea is like a clear spring. The three resonate slowly and silently, solidifying every bit of the foundation.

The night outside the window was deep, the city lights were scattered, and the western wilderness was shrouded in darkness and danger.

Inside, the lights flickered softly, and a figure stood still as a stone, calm, unhurried, unperturbed, ungreedy, and prudent.

One day of peace, one day of steady progress, one day of small steps forward.

The stronger the bones and armor, the purer the blood essence, the fuller the marrow, and the more stable the mind.

The road ahead is still long, the inner city is still far away, the marrow artifact is still nowhere to be found, and the mid-to-high-level evil spirits are still lurking in the shadows.

But Wu and Wei never wavered.

One step at a time, one shot at a time, one step at a time, one step forward each day.

Take steady steps and proceed cautiously.

Survive, become stronger, protect her, and keep going.

This is his only path in this cruel world.