Enduring the pain, Zhang Ergou sat cross-legged on the bed.
He began to circulate the Heavenly Phoenix Body Refining technique, and his body emitted sounds of bones colliding.
As the secret art circulated, Zhang Ergou's face showed signs of pain.
As time passed and the number of repetitions of the body refining technique increased, he gradually adapted.
Even so, Zhang Ergou still felt indescribable pain.
Several hours later, Zhang Ergou managed to complete one full cycle with great difficulty.
As the Heavenly Phoenix Body Refining circulated, the wounds on Zhang Ergou's body gradually healed, and the flesh and blood on his body were replaced by newly grown flesh.
Zhang Ergou had experienced this effect of Heavenly Phoenix Body Refining before.
He had not expected it to be so potent; with just one cycle, his body had recovered more than half.
He then concluded the circulation of the Heavenly Phoenix Body Refining secret art.
Zhang Ergou sat in meditation and cultivated the Heaven and Earth Chaos Art, absorbing spiritual energy from heaven and earth like a whale. As the spiritual energy entered his body, the last of his wounds gradually healed.
The丹火 (Dan Huo, Pill Fire) emerged from his丹海 (Dan Hai, Pill Sea) and tempered the newly grown flesh on his body.
Zhang Ergou did not stop, continuing to circulate the Heaven and Earth Chaos Art.
By the time he completed one full cycle, Zhang Ergou's body had returned to its original state, with no trace of any wounds.
He jumped off the bed and went into the courtyard.
He began to practice the Lion's Heart Rage, throwing a heavy punch and following up with a whip kick. Su Dan Novel Network
The close-combat skill, Lion's Heart Rage, became increasingly proficient with his cultivation.
After taking the Qi Condensation Pill, his body was filled with spiritual energy, allowing him to execute several consecutive Lion's Heart Rage techniques.
After completing the set of movements, his stiff leg bones felt much more relaxed.
As he executed the techniques, his movements underwent some changes, each accompanied by a beast's roar.
It was quite peculiar.
Zhang Ergou was immersed in comprehending the profound meaning of Lion's Heart Rage.
He integrated every move, and in an imperceptible way, his attacks became more fierce and lethal.
"Haha! Good!" Feeling the changes in his moves, Zhang Ergou laughed heartily, but did not stop attacking.
Time always passed quickly during cultivation, and before he knew it, the sky had brightened considerably.
Lost in cultivation, Zhang Ergou was completely unaware of the changes around him.
The disciples of Chunyang Peak, who had just left their rooms for morning practice, looked at Zhang Ergou cultivating in astonishment.
They were filled with disbelief!
"Ergou?" Liu Cuilan pushed open the door and stared at Zhang Ergou in the courtyard, frozen in place.
"Sister Cuilan, you're awake!" Zhang Ergou stopped his movements and walked over to Liu Cuilan.
"Ergou, your injuries?" Liu Cuilan asked with concern.
Yesterday, Zhang Ergou could barely walk, and when she helped him undress, she had seen the bloody wounds, thinking they would take at least ten to half a month to heal.
Yet now, Zhang Ergou stood before her as if nothing had happened.
"Sister Cuilan, I'm fine now, see, they're all healed." As he spoke, Zhang Ergou rolled up his sleeves, allowing Liu Cuilan to examine them.
Hiss!
A sharp intake of breath was heard.
Many had witnessed Zhang Ergou's miserable state yesterday, and now he was completely healed.
Was this guy even human? This was too monstrous!
The disciples of Chunyang Peak who had just emerged from their rooms immediately had this thought.
Their gaze towards Zhang Ergou could no longer be described as awe; it was outright fear.
Too terrifying, with such a recovery ability, was there any room for others to live?
"Let me see." Liu Cuilan said, reaching to lift Zhang Ergou's shirt.
"They're all healed, Sister Cuilan. So many people are watching! Besides, I'm tough as old boots, don't you trust me!"
Zhang Ergou grinned.
"You don't mind others seeing my body?"
"Naughty!" Liu Cuilan's face immediately turned red.
Seeing that Zhang Ergou was unharmed, her worries lessened significantly.
"Master has not returned yet, it seems he is busy with something important." Liu Cuilan looked up at Zhang Ergou and said.
"It's fine, I won't trouble Master with such a small matter." Zhang Ergou sneered.
"I will handle it myself and make the fellow pretending to be a ghost pay the price he deserves."
After a simple tidying up and breakfast, Zhang Ergou slung his Ghost Spear Tian Wen over his shoulder and prepared to leave.
"Ergou, your injuries have just healed, you should stay on the peak and wait for Master to return." Liu Cuilan looked at Zhang Ergou with great concern.
"Don't worry, Sister Cuilan, I'll be fine." Zhang Ergou smiled and gently touched Liu Cuilan's cheek.
Then he turned and walked out of the courtyard.
Upon exiting the courtyard, Zhang Ergou quickly dashed to a hidden spot and changed into a black robe.
He smeared some mud on his face and deliberately messed up his hair.
After doing so, Zhang Ergou went to the area where the disciples of the Misty Sect usually gathered medicinal herbs and found a patch of dense weeds.
He concealed his aura, placed his iron spear into his storage ring, and lay hidden deep within the woods.
"Heh heh, I'll just lie in wait here and have some fun with you guys." Zhang Ergou had ambushed people many times in Xinshan Village.
This kind of trick was something he was all too familiar with.
As he spoke, he pulled out a club-like object from his storage ring.
Soon, a target appeared: a disciple in a white robe embroidered with the emblem of Xiayang Peak walked by, head bowed.
He walked with his head down, not paying attention to his surroundings.
Just as the disciple approached Zhang Ergou, Zhang Ergou leaped up and brought the black club down towards the back of his head.
Before the disciple could react, he was already knocked to the ground.
Zhang Ergou took the storage ring from the disciple and robbed him of all his valuables.
After finishing, Zhang Ergou kicked the unfortunate disciple deep into the dense weeds of the forest.
Leaving the spot, Zhang Ergou went to find another target.
Ah...
For a time, the back mountain of the Misty Sect was filled with the screams of disciples.
By the time someone arrived, they could only see disciples from Xiayang Peak left with nothing but their underwear.
"Who the hell is this, what kind of deep-seated grudge do they have with Xiayang Peak?"
"Too miserable, robbed of everything, this is too ruthless!"
The disciples of Xiayang Peak lived in constant fear.
But no matter how they guarded themselves, it was useless; people continued to fall victim later on.
That day, the back mountain was lively, with screams echoing continuously, yet no one discovered the perpetrator.
All that could be seen were dazed disciples, stripped bare and lying on the ground.
As night fell, disciples gathering herbs on the back mountain emerged, each discussing the strange occurrences of the day.
"Only disciples from Xiayang Peak were targeted, could it be disciples from the other main peaks?"
"That's possible. After all, Uncle-Master Xia Yang is usually too overbearing in his dealings, which has caused dissatisfaction among the other three main peaks."
"Do you think it could be Zhang Ergou?"
"Impossible, Zhang Ergou was so severely injured yesterday, he would need at least ten to half a month to recover. Even if he wanted to, he'd be powerless."
"That's true."
The news of Zhang Ergou's recovery had not spread.
At night, over a dozen injured disciples from Xiayang Peak were carried back to the main hall of Xiayang Peak.