He squeezed his eyes shut, refusing to look at the overlapping scars and bloody marks that covered his body. He surrendered himself completely, to body and soul.
The pain from the medicinal bath nearly drove Fang Yue mad. His face contorted, his eyes filled with agony.
He knew he had reached the most critical moment. 'If I miss this chance, cultivating this Cultivation Technique will be much harder in the future!'
Through Fang Yue's persistence and endurance, the medicinal bath finally began to take effect.
The medicinal bath subjected Fang Yue to excruciating torment, but he refused to give up, gritting his teeth and pressing on.
The bath's medicinal properties were incredibly potent. After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yue was completely bare, save for the shorts clinging to his lower body. His entire frame had taken on a bronze hue.
He had completely absorbed the medicinal essence of the bath, converting it into immense power.
