Chapter 8

In the early morning, a gentle breeze blew, the sun shone brightly, and the sky was clear and cloudless.

"Kid, hurry up!"

"Move faster!"

A series of urging voices came from a secluded forest on the back mountain of the Han family.

At this moment, Wang Chen was only wearing a pair of shorts, his upper body bare, and large beads of sweat continuously flowed down. Under the sunlight, the sweat glistened.

His face was flushed, his teeth clenched, and the veins on his forehead protruded, looking quite fierce!

On his body, a rope as thick as a finger was tied. Looking back along the rope, a massive stone, weighing several hundred pounds, was being dragged up the hill by him. Each pull made Wang Chen feel utterly exhausted, the immense friction and weight making him feel powerless.

It took him the entire morning to drag the stone to the top of the hill. Instantly, he collapsed on the ground, panting heavily, as if he had been reborn.

This was the special training that Ling Zhan had devised. Although Wang Chen's physical strength had far surpassed the third stage of body tempering, it was still too weak for the Divine Martial bloodline, not enough to activate all its potential.

"Get up, go in and soak!"

Just as Wang Chen had sat down for less than ten seconds, Ling Zhan's voice came again, pointing to the large wooden barrel beside him and shouting at him.

This thing had taken Wang Chen a long time to bring to this place last night. This secluded forest was located on the back mountain of the Han family, where no one would come, making it an ideal place for his training.

Reluctantly, he stood up, dragging his tired body to the edge of the wooden basin. Ling Zhan took out a packet of medicinal powder and poured it into the water. Instantly, the originally cold water began to bubble, the temperature rising sharply, and the color gradually turned to a light milky white.

"Alright, get in!" Seeing the change in the water, Ling Zhan nodded in satisfaction and said to Wang Chen.

"Is the water boiling?" Seeing the steam rising, Wang Chen swallowed hard and asked with difficulty.

"Stop talking so much, get in!" Without paying attention to Wang Chen's words, Ling Zhan waved his hands, and in an instant, Wang Chen was thrown up.

Splash...

A clear sound came, and he was directly thrown into the wooden barrel.

It was not as uncomfortable as he had imagined; the water temperature had only risen to about 34 degrees, with no significant effect.

"Absorb the essence of heaven and earth, quickly!" Before Wang Chen could properly feel it, Ling Zhan's voice came again.

Not daring to be careless, Wang Chen quickly sat cross-legged in the wooden barrel. Instantly, the milky white water submerged up to his chin, leaving only his head above the surface to breathe.

With steady and powerful breathing, one long and one short, Wang Chen soon felt the influx of true essence.

A faint white essence flowed into his body through his mouth and nose, slowly circulating through his meridians.

Gradually, Wang Chen fully immersed himself in the training, enjoying the feeling of the true essence circulating through his meridians.

However, things changed at this moment. In less than half a minute, he felt something was wrong.

His entire body felt an unbearable tingling pain, as if millions of ants were crawling and biting on his skin.

Gradually, this unbearable feeling began to spread, penetrating into his body, every inch of skin, every cell, feeling this unbearable pain.

"If you want to waste these herbs and your training, then give up. Hehe, kid, don't forget your goal!" Sensing Wang Chen's change and guessing his thoughts, Ling Zhan said calmly.

Looking at Wang Chen with his eyes tightly closed, a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

Hearing Ling Zhan's words, thinking of the clan competition next month, his goal, and the Wang family, Wang Chen gradually calmed down, took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and continued to absorb the essence, enduring the unbearable pain.

His body trembled slightly, his teeth clenched, making a creaking sound, the veins on his forehead slowly bulging, his face slightly pale, and he occasionally let out a muffled groan.

He could clearly feel that with the tingling pain, a subtle energy flowed into his body, reaching every cell, which was undergoing tempering.

It was a pain worse than death, a piercing pain, but Wang Chen knew he could not give up. This was his only chance, and he had to persevere no matter how difficult it was.

Seeing Wang Chen's pale face, Ling Zhan took a deep breath and nodded in satisfaction. Not bad, he managed to hold on. Now the medicinal power was helping to strengthen his body and meridians.

Such medicinal power was really hard for an ordinary person to bear. Only someone like Wang Chen, who had built a solid foundation over several years, could endure it without being harmed. Even so, the suffering was unimaginable for ordinary people. He himself had also undergone such strengthening, but unfortunately, he had not been able to hold on the first time.

Seeing Wang Chen like this, Ling Zhan felt even more gratified and a bit excited. Finally, he could repay the pain he had endured to someone else. Thinking of this, he showed a victorious smile.

Wang Chen, however, was unaware of all this. As he inhaled and exhaled, the essence flowed into his body, and the medicinal power in the wooden barrel was gradually absorbed, the milky white color gradually fading. By the end of the afternoon, it had completely turned into a basin of clear water, with no medicinal power left.

"Damn kid!" Seeing this, Ling Zhan opened his mouth in amazement, muttering to himself.

All the medicinal power was absorbed? Is this guy even human? I originally thought these herbs would last him three days, but he absorbed them all in one day, far exceeding my expectations.

He secretly smiled bitterly, realizing he had underestimated this guy.

As the sunset illuminated the earth, Wang Chen slowly opened his eyes. His face had returned to normal, his eyes sparkling with vitality, and he looked as if he had not been through such torment.

"Is it done?" Seeing the milky white water turn clear again, Wang Chen asked Ling Zhan in confusion.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Pulled back to reality by Wang Chen, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Ling Zhan's face: "It's okay, just a bit worse than me back then! Yeah, not bad!" He said with a smirk, lying through his teeth.

His face remained calm, and he had become a master of lying.

Hearing his words, Wang Chen felt a great relief, leaped out of the wooden barrel, stood on the ground, feeling the cool breeze, took a deep breath, and felt full of energy. A smile appeared on his lips, and he could clearly feel his progress of the day, which was better than a week or even a month of training in the past.

"Should we continue?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask again.

"That... yeah... that's enough for today, we'll continue tomorrow!" His lips twitched, and Ling Zhan felt a bit depressed.

Seeing Wang Chen's unsatisfied look, his eyelids twitched violently! Freak, this guy is definitely a freak. Does anyone train like this? He shouted in his heart.

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