Chapter Forty-Three: Further Progress

  Inside the room, everything is clear and bright.

  Ye Han sat in a specially made wooden wheelchair, with his upper body exposed, and in front of him was placed a large wooden tub for bathing, emitting hot steam.

  The wooden barrel was over two meters in diameter and more than one meter high. Judging from its brand new appearance, it was obviously custom-made.

  At this time, hot water is steaming in the wooden bucket, and a white misty vapor fills the entire room, with the changing light and shadow, it seems to have a hazy color.

  There were two or three maidservants, carrying small wooden buckets, using a ladle to continue pouring water into the wooden bucket, testing the temperature. Before long, the water temperature and height in the wooden bucket had already reached just the right level.

  One of the maidens with a gentle appearance spoke up and said.

  "Sir, the water temperature has been adjusted. However, isn't it too hot? Do you need the servants to attend to you?"

  Ye Han glanced at her and said.

  "Never mind, you all go out!"

  "Yes."

  The leading girl replied respectfully, lowering her head and revealing a white neck, without much change, but still showing a fleeting expression of disappointment on her face.

  In the city of chaos, the weak rely on the strong, it is the law of survival of the fittest, and many people live by this way. Among them, there are not a few old monsters in their seventies and eighties, with beautiful young maidservants in their twenties serving beside them.

  Moreover, Ye Han, although a Minotaur, looked extremely young and had a masculine charm that was rare among his kind. As the offspring of a human and a Minotaur, he possessed a unique allure that was hard to resist. For the servants and slaves who attended to him, being by his side was like taking a shortcut to heaven, an opportunity many would eagerly seize.

  Unfortunately, Ye Han, this young bull-headed man did not understand romance. He naturally saw all of this clearly, but with his personality, he was never one to indulge in excesses. Someone who could cultivate the internal school's fist method to such a degree had a temperament and willpower that far surpassed others' imaginations.

  Otherwise, in ancient times, there wouldn't be so many legends about hermits practicing qigong in the deep mountains. Those were all internal martial arts masters of ancient times, who practiced austerely in the deep mountains and could naturally endure loneliness and resist temptation.

  For Ye Han now, the most important thing is to recover his body, everything else is secondary.

  With a wave of his hand, the storage bag on the side table fell into Ye Han's hands, and he took out a red jade box carved with various ferocious beast patterns. Opening the lid revealed about half a box of faintly red powder inside, bright red like blood, without any smell.

  Ye Han poured out a thin layer from it and sprinkled it into the large wooden bucket in front of him. Instantly, the crimson powder dissolved in the bath water.

  Suddenly, the originally clear water started bubbling up like it was boiling, and immediately turned red, just like fresh blood. A strange fragrance wafted out from the churning water, where red mist swirled around, conjuring up all sorts of ferocious and bizarre beasts in mid-air, as if they had spirits, only to vanish instantly.

  Ye Hansheng pondered for a moment, his hand resting on the edge of the wooden bucket, then flipped over and immersed himself in the water.

  In an instant, his ears were filled with the sound of hundreds and thousands of ferocious beasts roaring in unison. Then, all over his body, he felt a stinging pain like being pricked by needles, as if a powerful medicinal property was about to penetrate into him.

  "What a powerful medicinal effect?!"

  Ye Han's eyes lit up.

  The red medicinal liquid in the wooden barrel, dyed red with red powder, those red components desperately drilled into his body through the pores, immediately producing a very strange reaction...

  "Roar! Roar! Roar!" For a moment, Ye Han felt as if he was surrounded by thousands of ferocious beasts, with the sounds of various strange and terrifying wild animals' roars assaulting his ears, shaking his soul.

  At the same time, on his skin, red medicinal properties formed various ferocious and majestic beasts' secret patterns. Among them were massive brown bears, ferocious tigers, towering and ferocious Qiong Qi, hairy mammoths, roaring beasts, and even more and more beastly patterns that he couldn't identify, all of which seemed to have come back to life and gained spirituality...

  These are the demonic blood of the magical beasts hidden in the medicine, which were stimulated and released.

  But these were only fleeting, and in an instant they vanished without a trace. As the cacophony of different wild beasts' cries faded away, so too did the image of a red medicinal beast disappear.

  Like those red medicinal tattoos of fierce beasts that have been hidden and penetrated into the skin of Ye Han.

  "No, what is this?......"

  Ye Han suddenly opened his eyes wide and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

  At that moment, in the intense pain like a needle stab, he felt that under the scorching stimulation of the medicine, his body actually started to strengthen again.

  Only he himself knows that at his level, it's how difficult a thing is for the body to further strengthen itself.

  His internal martial arts skills have reached this point, almost to the limit of human potential, faster than bullets, running faster than cars, and his fist can create explosive air blasts. This is a very terrifying thing. At one point, Ye Han thought that the road ahead was already broken, and it was impossible to go further.

  It was only in that mysterious underground abyss, after absorbing the soul essence of the angel's heart drop, that his consciousness unexpectedly fell into a mystical realm of the mind, where he sensed a hint of a legendary level of seeing God without being destroyed. At that time, he had a faint feeling of breaking through potential.

  And now, it was as if a layer of window paper had been pierced. Under the strong stimulation of that strange, crimson powder's medicinal properties, his body actually had the possibility of being strengthened once again...

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