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Chapter 154 - 128: Pioneer (3)

Chapter 154: Chapter 128: Pioneer (3)

As the deep autumn season arrived, the temperature had already turned quite cold.

A gust of chilly wind blew past, making him shiver slightly, and his skin raised a hint of goosebumps.

After the marrow refinement, Chen Li felt completely rejuvenated, his entire skin as delicate and sensitive as that of a newborn baby, just separated from the warm womb.

This was not a weakening.

Instead, his body had become more sensitive, capable of receiving more and finer details. A slight chill made his body acutely aware and react spontaneously.

He felt delighted in his heart and checked the game panel.

"Swordsmanship Grandmaster: 0/3200"

Besides that, his lifespan had also increased by two years, reaching 142 years.

"It’s hard to tell when I’ll be able to master grandmaster-level swordsmanship to the fullest!" he thought to himself.

He glanced at it and then closed the game panel, sheathed his sword, and started to head back.

Walking after the marrow refinement was slightly awkward. Having been accustomed to a ’high-latency’ body, he was not yet able to adapt to this ’low-latency’ in a short period.

When walking, his feet were somewhat uncoordinated, often the front foot had not yet firmly stepped on the ground before the rear foot began eagerly moving forward, and even the natural swinging of his arms during walking had become somewhat unnatural.

If it were not for his high degree of bodily control, an ordinary person would probably have been stumbling all over, not knowing how many times they would fall.

Chen Li walked slowly, adapting to this suddenly unfamiliar body while carefully experiencing the marvelous sensation after the marrow refinement.

The forest after the great fire was charred, some of the burnt stumps still emitting thick smoke, with sparks twinkling and crackling in the night, possibly re-igniting at any moment.

What his eyes saw, ears heard, nose smelled, skin felt...even the most ordinary scenery felt vivid and came alive at this moment.

Everything was incredibly novel and marvelous.

Until he returned to the temporary hut.

...

Evening.

Afterward!

Afterward!

Afterward!

Chen Li turned over and lay on the bed, his gaze empty as he stared at the beams above his head.

"What’s the matter, it’s nothing!" Zhou Hong propped up her arm, laughing and nudging Chen Li: "Maybe you’re just too tired, hee-hee!"

This was not mere fatigue.

"Just wait a while, you’ll see," Chen Li said dully.

With a coddling tone, Zhou Hong soothed: "I know how capable you are."

"Sigh!" Chen Li felt vexed: "Sleep, sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow."

He hadn’t expected this kind of drawback after the marrow refinement.

His body was too sensitive.

And he wondered when he would be able to adapt?

Thinking of this, Chen Li let out another deep sigh.

...

In the following days, as Chen Li refined his body daily, it became increasingly sensitive.

Even towards the objects around him, he began to sense an indistinct connection. There were no images, no light, but there was a strong intuition that let him know what was around him, and he clearly understood their general shape and even their texture.

For example, he could sense how many people were within a few meters’ radius, knowing clearly whether they were male or female. He could feel a small bug squirming a foot deep under the ground beneath his feet.

In the end, this ’super intuition’ was never wrong.

Chen Li suspected this to be the Spiritual Sense of Foundation Establishment.

Basic swordsmanship not only was a technique for body refinement, but it also had the effect of tempering consciousness. From consciousness to flesh, to organs, and now marrow—apart from the brain, his entire being was thoroughly refined.

His soul and consciousness had long been trained to be extremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary Ninth Layer Qi Cultivation Loose Cultivators.

It took Chen Li a full half a month to get used to and adapt to this body once again.

...

"That’s a Tree Demon, isn’t it?" Zhou Hong exclaimed in surprise.

"It’s huge!" Zhang Shuniang said.

In the distance, a towering tree shook violently, seemingly trying to escape before the flames reached it.

The giant tree Chen Li estimated to be over twenty meters thick, its body dark and iron-like, covered in cracks, emitting an ancient and desolate aura—as if it were a pillar supporting the sky, appearing to connect heaven and earth, its massive canopy covering a space several miles in radius.

At the moment, its roots, like raging dragons, were rising from the ground at an extremely slow pace, with the ground heaving and shifting. Even though the crowd was a dozen miles away from the giant tree, they could still feel the earth tremble.

This was the first time Chen Li had seen a plant turn into a demon.

He was overwhelmed and felt rather insignificant at the same time.

The shock came from its unimaginable size and strength—a slight movement shook the earth, while the feeling of insignificance stemmed from the obvious and fatal weaknesses of such Tree Demons: not only were they fearful of fire, but their movement speed was also extremely slow.

Given the situation, it could not escape its fiery fate.

"There are so many bugs on it," Chen Li said.

As the fire line gradually closed in, countless tiny specks flew out from the colossal Tree Demon, swarming en masse, too numerous to count, looking like a cloud of ash taking flight.

Soon after, these specks crossed the fire line and swarmed towards them.

The buzzing sound gradually rose, initially almost inaudible, but quickly grew to reverberate in their ears, overtaking all other sounds in the world.

Bai noticed something was wrong and shouted loudly, "Be careful, those are Poisonous Sting Grey Bees, make sure to defend."

Only then did the crowd react, causing chaos as they clumsily put up defenses.

Chen Li and others quickly slapped on a Golden Light Body Protection Talisman for themselves.

The swarm of Grey Bees, like a cloud of smoke, was fast approaching, increasingly filling the sky and darkening the light.