Peerless Taoist/C52 Swallowing the Vermillion Fruit and the Spirit Spring to Temper His Body!
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C52 Swallowing the Vermillion Fruit and the Spirit Spring to Temper His Body!

In utter darkness, Lu Yu's eyes snapped open.

He found himself lying atop a mound of corpses, the pungent stench of blood invading his nostrils.

Such was the brutal reality of the cultivation world.

Survival of the fittest, with no room for reason.

Acts of morality meant nothing without the strength to back them up; weakness was synonymous with evil, deserving of death.

Those with immense power could preach benevolence and righteousness while their hands were stained with the blood of countless victims. The rest could only stand by, watching the horrors unfold.

A naive youth might curse the injustice of fate, defiantly proclaiming, 'My destiny is mine to control, not the heavens.'

But Lu Yu was no such youth.

In his previous life, he had risen from a destitute orphan to the feared Nether Daolord, a figure of dread across myriad realms.

He had trampled the once-mocking prodigies beneath his feet.

The hallowed grounds that had pursued him were obliterated with a mere snap of his fingers.

Meng Zhuyun fancied herself as the moon and stars, yet in Lu Yu's eyes, she was as insignificant as an ant.

A mere ant, her momentary pride was inconsequential to him.

"To think, my misfortune has turned into a blessing. The Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Technique has advanced to the second level!"

Lu Yu became acutely aware of the transformation within his body.

Meng Zhuyun's formidable palm strikes had nearly shattered his bones.

Yet, the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Technique thrived on destruction before renewal. Her three strikes, though unintended, had aided in the reconstruction of Lu Yu's body.

Two black dragons now subtly traced the contours of his robust muscles.

Despite his current weakness, his body had grown at least three times stronger than before.

"The Big Dipper Sect has ripe cinnabar fruits and spiritual springs that I can use!" With a thought, Lu Yu retrieved his storage bag from his waist.

An ordinary storage bag couldn't contain living things.

But a microcosm was different; it was a realm where all forms of life could thrive.

In his past life, when enemies pursued him, it was within such a microcosm that Lu Yu sought refuge, biding his time until his cultivation level increased. Only then did he emerge to exact vengeance upon his foes.

However, there was an inherent risk to this situation. If someone were to seal off the small world from the outside, anyone inside would find themselves trapped indefinitely.

Thankfully, the area was littered with corpses, devoid of any trace of living essence.

Lu Yu settled into a cross-legged meditation to regain a bit of his true qi. Then, channeling this energy, he slapped his palm against the storage bag.

Swoosh!

In an instant, Lu Yu vanished, leaving behind only the solitary storage bag on the ground.

The very next moment, he stood before the gates of the Big Dipper Sect.

The area was still besieged by fierce winds and fractured spatial laws, with only the Big Dipper Mountain remaining unscathed.

"It seems I need to prioritize repairing this small world," Lu Yu mused, furrowing his brow, though he knew it wasn't his immediate concern.

He strode into the sect's grand hall and was greeted by divine trees laden with cinnabar fruits and a pool of spiritual spring water.

Without a moment's pause, Lu Yu plucked one of the fruits and swallowed it whole.

The fruit dissolved within him, unleashing a powerful medicinal force that both healed his wounds and fortified his physique.

Next, Lu Yu leaped into the spiritual spring and sat down to meditate. A torrent of Spiritual Energy flowed into him, further refining his body.

The two black dragon patterns etched onto his skin seemed to awaken, their eyes opening.

Spiritual Qi from the spring was eagerly absorbed by the dragon marks and then channeled throughout Lu Yu's meridians.

The rich spiritual mist that hovered above the spring's surface began to dissipate at a visibly alarming rate.

Meanwhile, Lu Yu's presence grew increasingly profound and enigmatic.

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