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After the silver came into contact with his body, a cool and refreshing feeling rapidly flowed through Ling Yan's bones. Wherever the silver went, one could faintly hear his bones making a series of crackling sounds.

During this crisp process, Ling Yan used his spiritual sense to feel that his bones were becoming more and more translucent, as if they were covered with a layer of silver film. The density of his bones was also increasing, which meant that his resistance to blows was rapidly increasing.

The skin attached to the bones also became more tenacious and fine during the process of strengthening the bones.

Strengthening the body would bring about great benefits. Correspondingly, he would also experience quite a bit of pain.

Although the silver grease's aura was cold, it still caused a burning pain as it moved around, as if countless sharp silver needles were repeatedly piercing Ling Yan's body, causing him to break out in a cold sweat, and his teeth to clack.

However, to Ling Yan, the pain of being able to make an ordinary person faint was a common occurrence. This was how he had always been, and this was how he had honed his strong willpower.

Therefore, Ling Yan just clenched his teeth, his face slightly trembling, and his eyes clear and full of strong confidence.

Rong Yi, who was watching on the side, secretly nodded his head as a look of appreciation flashed in his eyes. He had absorbed this silver grease and knew that he had suffered from it. At that time, his condition wasn't that much less relaxed than Ling Yan's.

This kid was something that could be created!

An hour later, with the silver liquid finally seeping into Ling Yan's forehead, Ling Yan's body stopped trembling. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and heavily breathed out.

After recovering, Ling Yan felt that his body was a little different from before.

He looked at his own hands, which were clearly thicker than before. His entire body had grown a bit taller and stronger. As his fists collided with each other, a thunderous sound exploded out.

"Good, not bad. It seems the absorption effect is very good." Rong Yi looked at Ling Yan with satisfaction, then continued, "Come, Yan Zi, use your forehead to attack me."

"Uh, master, are you sure …" Ling Yan hesitated. After completely absorbing the silver, he had a strong premonition that the toughness of his forehead was enough to cut down a medium-grade human-step treasure.

In order to train the body, one had to use the power of blood to strengthen themselves. Just the hardness of the body was many times stronger than that of a Qi cultivator, but once faced with a sharp weapon, if one didn't need the power of blood to strengthen themselves, they would still be cut.

From what Yi Fanyi was saying, he wasn't prepared to use the power of blood to directly use his body to resist Ling Yan's head. This … What if his master was beaten into an idiot by him?

This thought mysteriously appeared in Ling Yan's mind.

"Yanzi, don't hesitate. Rest assured, master knows what to do." When Rong Yi saw Ling Yan's hesitant appearance, he couldn't help but find it funny.

He was once a Xiantian expert, so even if his strength regressed, and his body became as strong as it was in the past, how could he care about the all-out attack of a second stage Mortal Core warrior?

Even if he stood there and let Ling Yan beat him up until he was tired out, he would still be completely fine.

Just as Ling Yan had thought, Rong Yi didn't plan on using his blood energy at all, even just a little. To him, an attack from a 2-stage Mortal Body Cultivator was like scratching an itch.