His face slammed hard against the floor.
It tore several wounds open, and blood dripped onto the ground.
Jin Yun, who had been ecstatic, was forced back to reality.
"Shit! I'm a mortal" He muttered, painfully getting up as blood streamed down his face.
His face was painted red, and his arms were stiff.
Enduring the pain, he slowly walked to the basin and plunged his face into it; the water hit the wound directly.
It burned, making his whole body tremble.
Jin Yun started crying on the inside, but outwardly, he remained strong.
Pulling his face out of the now crimson water, he walked to a chest in his room, its lock already undone.
Squatting down with great effort and difficulty, he placed his mouth on the lock.
And started lifting it.
Another challenge.
"I never thought I'd see the day something felt crazier than breaking my own bones!"
Jin Yun began finding all of it extremely annoying.
Having tons on your back isn't easy.
Gritting his teeth hard, he bit the lock and pulled it up instantly.
A dry sound echoed as something fell to the floor.
Jin Yun, thrown off balance, dislocated his jaw.
"Aaaaa—" he tried to speak.
'I hate this.'
He was starting to regret his decision.
But thinking it would help him in the future, he continued this hellish training.
Besides, he still had a promise to Huo Lie.
Frustrated and with a sore mouth, he squatted again, peering into the chest.
Inside were a few metal swords, gold coins, clean uniforms, and a bottle filled with green pills.
Jin Yun had to struggle to reach them.
Sitting on the floor, he placed his leg into the chest.
Using his toes, he removed the lid from the bottle. Then dumped the contents onto the chest.
A second later, he began lifting one of the pills with his feet.
Lying on the floor, he forced the pill into his mouth.
It was humiliating.
But he had no choice.
With the pill in his mouth, he swallowed it directly, without using his jaw.
The small sphere slid down his throat, burning as it went, while releasing a green energy that began healing his body.
The process was slow. After three hours, Jin Yun felt his wounds closing.
His arm had recovered slightly, and his jaw had returned to normal. His face, though still scarred, was mostly healed.
"Finally!" Jin Yun muttered, relieved to be patched up.
Once recovered, he went back to doing push-ups.
"Giving up is for the weak! I still have twenty healing pills!"
With that in mind, he dove once again into the hellish training to regain control over his body.
This time went slightly better than the last — he managed three push-ups.
Before collapsing back to the floor.
He waited another three hours.
Then resumed. And so the rest of the day and night passed.
No food, nothing. Just training.
The next morning…
Jin Yun had dark circles under his eyes, his red pupils sunken.
His stomach growled with hunger.
His arms and face were covered in scars.
But his expression was full of joy.
"I can do fifty push-ups now!" That was the result of the night.
It might sound like little, but add ten thousand kilograms of weight?
Jin Yun's physical strength was terrifying.
That was the result of countless refinements, never put to use — because he never tried.
He had always used his spiritual energy to fight and cultivate.
He'd left body training behind.
"If I try to cultivate air energy in this state, what'll happen?"
Jin Yun, having regained some control over his body and able to walk a few meters normally, pondered this.
And he wanted to try. Popping a healing pill into his mouth, he temporarily suppressed the effects of hunger.
He still felt it, but it wasn't as bothersome as before.
Heading outside, he saw it was early morning.
'Usually, when I'd go out at this hour, it was for the Secret Realm... It's been almost a week since I last went.'
He missed it, but he knew the outer area was becoming useless to him.
The metals there were all common. The best was Bloodstone; the rest was just junk.
"Hmmm…" Thinking back on it all, he sighed, and his expression grew serious.
With another sigh, he started practicing martial arts.
Unlike usual, his punches were slow but lethal.
And heavy.
Each punch stirred the wind around him, launching everything nearby away.
The result shocked Jin Yun.
"What's going on? Is this my physical strength?"
He was surprised — and at the same time, realized how much he had been limiting himself.
"Body training is amazing!" Jin Yun began taking it seriously.
He started punching with greater intensity, and as he continued, his fists grew faster, the surrounding wind grew stronger.
Soon, he was submerged in air currents.
Seeing all that energy, Jin Yun smiled and began absorbing the wind.
To him, who had absorbed a massive energy sphere before, this was child's play.
Smack!
Smack!
He continued punching. On his body, the transparent energy entered through his pores and merged into his flesh.
"Ahhh… What the hell is this?" Jin Yun shouted, forcing himself to stay calm.
'Why is it going into my flesh?'
He was confused and closed his eyes, focusing inward.
He quickly noticed that his golden spine was diverting the air directly into his flesh.
"It's rejecting it? Why?" Jin Yun wondered.
Thinking deeply about what was happening.
'Adaptation… Transmutation…'
He focused on those words he had learned the day before.
'Infinite potential… Body training…'
"Limit! I've reached the peak of my body at this cultivation stage. If I want to keep refining my bones, I need something else. It's like the metals…"
But what was needed to continue?
Jin Yun didn't know.
"Time to move on to the flesh. Destroy it! If I can't keep refining the bones, I'll use the flesh! My whole body is a furnace!"
"Hehehe," he laughed, finding it interesting.
His path was to be insane!
One no one had ever walked before.
"Devour all the metals in the world to gather a mountain of Qi! Train the body to forge a living furnace!
Use spiritual soul to become a great swordsman! Use fists to become a battle king! I am me! And no one can copy me.
My name is Jin Yun!"
He beamed with joy, imagining the future — and the adventures that lay ahead.
Because he was going to need them.
Without them, he'd stagnate.
"A chaotic life? A wanderer? That's going to be interesting."
With that thought, Jin Yun smiled.
And in the next second, resumed his training — this time, fully focused on his flesh.