His entire body surface and bone marrow itched and ached intensely. Zhao Yi wanted nothing more than to leap out of the tub at once, but he clenched his teeth and gritted it out through the agony. When was the path of immortality ever smooth? If he could not even endure this bit of pain, he might as well forget about cultivating altogether.
The effects were certainly good, however. A great deal of filth gradually seeped out from the surface of Zhao Yi's skin; though it was a body-refining medicinal liquid, it also possessed marrow-cleansing properties.
The bone-deep itching and pain made Zhao Yi feel as though he would rather die. Veins bulged across his skin, his entire face turned flushed red, and his whole body grew entirely numb. After lasting for about an hour, his acupoints for the Body Refining 7th Layer began to faintly emerge.
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