Early morning. The sun rose.
At the crack of dawn, Duan Lingtian sat cross-legged on his bed, continuing to cultivate and digest the medicinal power of the "Black Spirit Fruit." He had consumed the fruit two days ago, and so far, he had only digested about twenty percent of its potency. Even so, he could feel a significant transformation occurring within his blood, vital energy, and physical body.
The sensation was clear.
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