I am in Yellow Maple Valley, and I have a demonic beast clone!

Chapter Twenty-One: The Third Level of Hundred Beasts Body Tempering! Beast King Fist!

"These talismans, the 'Silver Arrow Talisman' and the Teleportation Talisman, were originally prepared by me for Xue'er."

Zhou Yong frankly said, "She has the best aptitude, so naturally I have the greatest hopes for her. But seeing you today, your cultivation, temperament, and sense of responsibility are all superior to hers. This trip to the forbidden area is extremely dangerous. If my Zhou family wants to seize a sliver of hope, we must use our resources on the person who is most likely to succeed and is most trustworthy. You must not let me down."

Zhou Ding immediately bowed, accepting the talisman and teleportation talisman with both hands, and solemnly said, "Thank you for your generous gift, Ancestor! This disciple will certainly do my utmost to live up to your expectations and the Zhou family bloodline!"

His opinion of this ancestor rose a few points.

The ability to adjust resource allocation based on actual circumstances, without being bound by superficial qualifications, demonstrates vision and decisiveness that truly befits the position of a family patriarch.

Choosing to reveal one's true cultivation level was indeed the right thing to do.

Zhou Yong looked at Zhou Ding, a hint of weariness and expectation flashing in his eyes, and waved his hand: "Alright, you can go now. Prepare well, be careful in everything."

"This disciple takes his leave." Zhou Ding bowed again, carefully put away the talisman and teleportation talisman, and left Tingzhu Pavilion.

In the empty hall, Zhou Yong stood alone, gazing in the direction Zhou Ding had left. After a long while, he let out a long sigh, his face revealing an undisguised sense of loneliness and exhaustion.

To acquire these top-tier magical artifacts and that precious talisman, he almost exhausted all his savings accumulated over the years, and even used many of his old connections to help him.

"The Zhou family... I have done everything I could for you. The rest of the journey is up to them to forge. I... owe the Zhou family nothing more." A low sigh dissipated in the cool bamboo breeze.

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Back at the small courtyard on Xuankun Mountain, Zhou Ding took out the Silver Arrow Talisman and the Small Teleportation Talisman from the quiet room and examined them carefully.

"This ancestor is quite fair, without favoritism, and one could even say... he's quite generous," Zhou Ding pondered.

Given the mere resources of the Zhou family, a low-level cultivation family, the fact that they could produce two top-tier magic artifacts, one talisman, and one mid-level teleportation talisman suggests they had truly sold everything they owned and made a desperate gamble.

All of this was for the sake of producing a new Foundation Establishment cultivator for the family in that cruel, blood-red forbidden land, so as to continue the family line and maintain its status.

"Family..." Zhou Ding shook his head, his heart unmoved.

He didn't really feel a deep sense of belonging to the Zhou family.

Having lost his parents at a young age, he has few warm memories within the clan, but rather experiences the struggle for resources and the cold stares of others.

What he seeks in this life is the path to immortality and a carefree existence.

For him, family is more like a bloodline connection and a sense of responsibility that he cannot completely sever.

"If I succeed in building my foundation in the future and have sufficient ability, I will lend a helping hand to the Zhou family to repay the kindness of this bloodline and the gift bestowed upon me today. That will be enough. I will not be too distracted by it or let it bind me." Zhou Ding made up his mind.

The journey is long and arduous; one must start with oneself.

He had learned from Zhou Yong that there were still about two months before the Crimson Forbidden Land officially opened.

"Two months... my cultivation has reached the peak of Qi Refining, and I can't improve it for the time being. Perfect timing, I'll focus all my efforts on mastering the 'Hundred Beasts Body Forging Technique'!" Zhou Ding's eyes were resolute.

Strengthening oneself is always the most reliable preparation.

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Time flies, and nearly two months have passed quietly in the daily grind of training and refinement.

Inside the quiet room, steam rose, and a peculiar odor, a mixture of blood and medicinal fragrance, filled the air.

Zhou Ding sat cross-legged in a specially made bathtub, where the dark red demon blood liquid was churning violently, as if boiling.

His bare upper body was bulging with muscles, and his skin had an eerie dark red color. Countless fine golden spots of light moved and flickered across his skin like stars. These were the strange phenomena produced by the essence of the demonic beast blood that had been forcibly refined and absorbed, as well as the "Hundred Beasts Body Forging Technique".

His brows were furrowed, his jaw clenched, as he endured wave after wave of intense pain and violent energy.

In the past two months, he has been undergoing demon blood tempering almost every other day. The demon beast essence he uses has gradually been mixed with a trace of second-level demon beast blood, starting from the top level one. The tempering intensity and pain have increased day by day.

The progress in "Hundred Beasts Body Forging Technique" is also quite remarkable, and it has steadily entered the third level.

Upon reaching this level, not only do physical strength, power, endurance, and recovery abilities experience a qualitative leap, but the vitality of one's qi and blood far surpasses that of other cultivators at the same level. More importantly, one can finally begin to utilize the body-cultivation combat techniques recorded in the cultivation method!

"drink!"

At one moment, Zhou Ding suddenly opened his eyes, let out a low roar, and stood up abruptly from the bathtub!

It stirred up a splash of bloody water.

The dark red color around him quickly faded, and his skin returned to a bronze hue, appearing even more resilient and radiant. His muscle lines were smooth and perfect, exuding explosive power.

He casually grabbed a cloth that was prepared nearby to dry himself, put on his clothes, and went into the courtyard.

The moonlight, like water, spilled into the courtyard.

Zhou Ding held his breath and concentrated, recalling the power application method of the combat technique "Beast King Fist" recorded in the third level of "Hundred Beasts Body Forging Technique".

This fist technique is not a complex move, but a method that instantly concentrates the body's qi, blood, muscles and bones into a single punch. It is purely a burst of physical strength, fierce and unparalleled, with the intention of subduing all beasts and becoming a king!

He slowly assumed a fighting stance, his internal energy and blood surging along a specific path, his bones emitting a slight popping sound.

He slowly clenched his right fist, his arm muscles bulging like a dragon, and a fierce and wild aura rose from his body, as if he had transformed into a humanoid beast.

"Beast King Fist!"

With a low shout, Zhou Ding's right fist slammed out like a cannonball!

Without using any magic power, it was purely an extreme burst of physical strength!

"boom!!!"

The air in front of the fist was compressed rapidly, producing a loud, explosive sound!

A grayish-blue "reclining ox stone" in the courtyard, which is about half a person tall and has a hard texture, was punched and shattered as if it had been hit by a giant hammer!

Pebbles rained down in all directions, striking the courtyard walls and the ground barriers with crackling sounds.

When the smoke and dust cleared, only a shallow pit and countless dust particles remained.

Zhou Ding slowly withdrew his fist, feeling the slight tingling sensation from his fist and the surging blood and qi within his body, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

"The force of that punch is probably close to two thousand jin!"

He calculated in his mind: "Even against a shield formed by a typical top-tier defensive magic artifact, this punch would be enough to shake its foundation. If it were to be bombarded continuously, it might very well break through!"

Physical strength has officially become another powerful trump card for him, following his magic power, divine sense, magical artifacts, talismans, and clones!

Back in the quiet room, Zhou Ding regulated his breathing for a moment, calming his slightly agitated blood and qi from testing the "Beast King Fist," and his aura returned to a state of harmony and tranquility.

"Judging by the time, the Crimson Forbidden Zone... should be opening soon."

The thought had barely formed in his mind when, in less than half a day, a sound transmission talisman pierced through the courtyard's protective barrier and flew directly to Zhou Ding.

With a crushing of the talisman, a dignified and clear voice rang out: "All disciples who have registered for the Crimson Forbidden Zone trial, assemble at the council hall immediately! No delays are permitted!"

finally come!

A glint flashed in Zhou Ding's eyes. He stood up, straightened his robes, checked his personal storage bag and spirit beast bag, and after confirming that everything was in order, he pushed open the door and went out.

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