Cold as ice, hot as fire.
The moment the life potion entered his stomach, it was still a surge of icy energy, like drinking from a mountain spring, refreshing the heart and mind. But as the medicinal power took effect, it eventually turned scorching hot, boiling like magma, churning endlessly within his body.
Feng Lin’s face twisted into a grimace, feeling as if his entire body was about to burn up, reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
A fierce wave of heat brought a tremendous impact from the inside out.
Only one thought remained in his mind: *Such violent medicinal properties—no wonder it’s a potion exclusive to cultivators. Ordinary people simply can’t drink it; they’d explode…*
Pain surged like tidal waves, one after another, testing Feng Lin’s nerves and endurance, threatening to drown him in an endless abyss of darkness.
Feng Lin could no longer afford to let his mind wander. He quickly calmed his thoughts, sat upright on the ground, enduring the agony while carefully sensing the changes within his body.
The medicinal power, like a stream of heat, seeped into every part of his body.
Feng Lin felt like a stubborn, unyielding piece of iron placed over a blazing fire, constantly being tempered and refined, impurities extracted.
His blood and energy boiled, surging wildly. Veins bulged one after another, his face flushed red, as if trapped inside a furnace, unbearably hot.
*Ha!*
He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a scorching breath, startling himself, almost thinking he’d turned into a fire-breathing dragon.
Hot, hot, hot…
Sweat poured down in streams, soaking his clothes, which clung wetly to his skin.
The狂暴 energy surged like a flood within his body, threatening to burst him apart.
Pain, pain, pain!
Every inch of him ached.
Feng Lin clenched his teeth tightly, his entire body trembling violently, feeling as if his organs were being crushed from the inside out, only to be reassembled into a more perfect and rational form.
No destruction, no creation!
It was a process of breaking down to rebuild.
Unlike the gradual transformation of cultivation that slowly reshapes the body for life evolution, the potion’s transformation was instantaneous. The violent medicinal properties were brutally shattering the body’s structure, then rapidly reconstructing it.
Such drastic change itself meant immense pain.
Feng Lin felt his consciousness blurring, overwhelmed by wave after wave of agony.
But the more it hurt, the more he had to hold on.
Perhaps losing consciousness would end it all, granting complete relief, but only by staying aware could he control the medicinal power, ensuring the transformation targeted the right areas and maximized its effect.
*Creak, creak!*
He lowered his head, grinding his teeth so hard they might shatter.
Inhale… exhale… inhale… exhale…
Feng Lin felt on the verge of suffocation, gasping for air, his pores opening wide to absorb the blazing energy of the life potion.
Finally, the heat streamed through his body, flowing through every part, gradually seeping into the deepest layers.
Organs, cells, nuclei… layer by layer, from the macro to the micro, and finally—the genes!
From the inside out, Feng Lin’s entire body glowed with a red light, clear and transparent, as red as blood.
As the heat seeped in, he vaguely glimpsed an incredibly strange scene.
It was a dark world, vast as the universe, where snake- or dragon-like objects coiled around each other in pairs, spiraling upward. Some segments emitted light, flickering on and off like countless stars scattered across the sky.
These were genes!
There was no denying it—this sight was utterly miraculous.
Though Feng Lin could perceive the distribution of his body’s genes through the genetic equation, this was the first time he had seen the true microscopic form of genes with his own eyes.
A warm current, like a Pacific current flowing from south to north, suddenly surged into this dark space.
One by one, the originally dim gene segments burst into brilliant light, shining like starlight—pure, mysterious, ancient… awe-inspiring.
The light grew brighter, like a spark igniting the entire prairie, multiplying and spreading rapidly across the dark space.
The activated genes kept splitting, controlling different combinations of nutrients, cell proliferation, organ growth… Every part of his body was continuously transformed, undergoing a fundamental evolution of life.
The strange scene flashed by—he was witnessing the process of the medicinal power taking effect and reshaping his body.
*Crack, crack!*
Joints popped repeatedly, internal organs rumbled like thunder, like a sudden downpour, like a raging storm…
Feng Lin unconsciously curled up, his body changing. Muscles bulged, their contours clearly defined, his skin turning keratinized, like smooth, hard white marble.
He didn’t know how long passed before the immense pain gradually receded.
Feng Lin slowly stood up, only to find himself covered in mud—sweat and blood mixed together, sticky and uncomfortable.
He suddenly felt different, his perspective oddly strange, as if he were wearing high heels. The scenery before him seemed to have shrunk a bit…
He moved slightly, and his clothes tore apart from the strain.
Could it be…?
Feng Lin quickly pulled up his identity chip for a selfie, finally seeing the changes in his body.
His height had shot up from 1.8 meters to 1.9 meters. Through the tattered clothes, solid, well-defined muscles were exposed, streamlined in shape. His skin was fair and faintly glowing, like polished ivory.
It was a form of near-perfection!
It maintained strength without compromising speed. His posture was straight as a spear, standing there with a sharp, imposing aura.
Without a doubt, Feng Lin knew he had undergone a massive transformation. He immediately called up his genetic attributes.
"Name: Feng Lin Vitality: 2.3 Ape Gene: 10 Stone Fetus Gene: 8 Genetic Potential: 178%"
The potential hadn’t increased, nor had the gene enhancement points.
But vitality had undergone a transformation, officially breaking through 2 to reach 2.3.
Feng Lin was already undeniably the top of his class, but now, not just in strength, even his vitality surpassed Zhao Kai’s.
It was clear that with Feng Lin’s combat instincts, Zhao Kai would be firmly suppressed from now on, with no chance of recovery.
But Feng Lin had long stopped considering him a rival. Zhao Kai wasn’t even qualified to be his opponent—Feng Lin only competed with himself.
Once vitality broke through 2.0, the body’s changes were immense.
Feng Lin quietly sensed it—his body brimmed with abundant energy. Even if he stayed awake for three days and nights, he wouldn’t feel tired. Strength filled his muscles, inexhaustible.
Excitement welled up inside him. The virtual martial arts tower’s AI analysis had been right—his genetic potential hadn’t been fully unleashed.
The moment he drank the life potion, with the nutritional supplement, his vitality had skyrocketed.
Though he wanted to drink another bottle, reason held him back.
The life potion was too potent, placing too much strain on the body. It wasn’t suitable for another dose in the short term.
After all, every medicine has its toxicity.
A powerful tonic also carries great poison!
His body needed time to recover properly.
Regardless, with vitality transformed and reaching 2.3, he was no longer weak. For the path of cultivation ahead, Feng Lin felt even more confident.
Now, he had to address the urgent matter at hand—it was time to formally negotiate with the family!