After Li Sisui fell into a deep sleep, the dark spots on his face seemed to come alive, showing layers of ripples that continued to spread outwards.
Immediately afterwards, black scales appeared all over its body, shimmering with a dark light.
Although Li Sisui's eyes were closed, it didn't seem to affect his vision. He got up and prepared to walk out of the cave, his aged voice escaping his lips:
"With the effects of the three sacred fruits, I should be able to find a suitable body. This body is not only weak, but its host is also dull and reckless, always in the process of self-destruction. I can't watch over it all the time, so it's best to replace it as soon as possible!"
Black Scale Li moved his limbs slightly, preparing to take a step, but a strange thing happened!
Black Scale Li seemed to be tightly bound by countless invisible threads, only able to move within the small space beneath his feet, unable to move even half a step forward.
Black Scale Li Sisui rested his chin on his left hand and said:
"Hmm? How could someone with such a low level of cultivation possibly form their own realm? No, not a realm, but mental assimilation?"
Black-scaled Li seemed to ponder in silence, but after a short while, he suddenly erupted in fury:
"I've really messed up this time! How did I fall into this trap! I regret it so much, it's all because of my greed! Sigh!"
A long sigh echoed in the cave, followed by various curses and roars.
After an unknown amount of time, the cave became unusually quiet, with only Li Sisui's snoring remaining.
Looking at Li Sisui lying on the ground, he had already returned to normal.
The strange black scales on his body disappeared, and the black spots on his face not only became smaller, but also became much darker in color.
Li Sisui fell into a deep sleep, but photons, invisible to the naked eye, were continuously entering his meridians.
Like a trickle of water flowing into the sea, or like a child lost for many years returning to its mother's embrace, they surge forward one after another, bravely advancing, magnificent yet silent.
Li Sisui woke up again seven days later, when he was awakened by his clansmen.
Feeling like he had a hangover, his head was spinning. The clansmen, looking at the dazed Li Sisui, whispered among themselves:
"How much did this madman drink? He's so drunk."
Li Sisui stood up, stretched, and his joints cracked and popped.
The clansmen nearby, seeing Li Sisui get up, quickly ran away as if avoiding a plague.
If it weren't for being asked to do this, this clansman wouldn't have bothered with whether Li Sisui lived or died.
He ran to the corner and said to another member of the tribe:
“Scarface isn’t dead. I don’t know how much he drank. He’s been sleeping. I woke him up as you instructed.”
The tribesman at the corner nodded silently:
"It's good that he's not dead."
After stretching, Li Sisui looked around and realized that he was still in his own residence.
Gradually, he finally remembered some of the things that had happened before, and hurriedly looked around, but there was no one else around him.
That aged voice was like a demonic sound entering his brain. The first thing Li Sisui thought of after regaining consciousness was: I am you, and you are me!
He reached out and touched himself all over, but found nothing unusual. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned and ran outside.
The speed was like a gust of wind; they hurriedly arrived at the lakeside, and looking at their reflections in the water, their hearts finally calmed down a bit.
The dark spots on her face shrank a little more. Not only that, the originally jet-black spots have now turned grayish-black, as if they were covered with a shadow.
Li Si was overjoyed. It seemed that his decision to continue cultivating was correct; the Tu tribe's cultivation technique really had a miraculous effect in suppressing the dark spots.
Immediately afterward, Li Sisui disregarded where he was, plopped down cross-legged, and began to close his eyes and meditate.
Not long after, a long howl burst from Li Sisui's mouth, accompanied by uncontrollable laughter. If any clansmen who did not know what was going on passed by, they would definitely think that Li Sisui had gone completely mad.
Only Li Sisui himself knew that on the path of cultivation, he devoted himself wholeheartedly with a skeptical attitude, only to be constantly rejected.
Finally, one day, I received a bit of encouragement and affirmation!
This affirmation is invaluable to Li Sisui now. If he fails again this time, he will probably have to give up cultivation and leave the rest of his life to fate.
After confirming it several times, Li Sisui finally acknowledged that he had successfully broken through his cultivation level.
For a moment, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh. I stood there blankly by the lake, like a wooden doll.
He didn't know how much time had passed before he murmured to himself:
"I've finally reached the pulsating stage! I'm one step closer to Qingyu."
If Su Qingyu knew that Li Sisui had consumed all three Sacred Fruits of the Vine Tree that she had given him in one go, she would probably curse him without regard for her image.
The effects of the Manluo Sacred Fruit on cultivators, besides increasing cultivation speed and photon affinity, are most importantly anesthesia and pain relief.
The path of cultivation is nothing more than using the power of nature to transform oneself, and the pain involved is something that ordinary people cannot endure.
Moreover, when breaking through during the cultivation stage, a massive amount of high-energy vibrational photons are instantly released and absorbed. How can the Tu people's delicate meridians, weak bodies, and sensitive nerves withstand such torment and test?
This is why the mango fruit exhibits its miraculous effects: it anesthetizes and relieves pain, blocking pain signals in the nerves so that the user feels little or no pain, thus achieving a breakthrough in a clear-headed environment.
This is why Li Sisui remained unconscious for seven days after his breakthrough.
If a member of the Tu tribe is fortunate enough to possess the Sacred Fruit of the Vine, they will generally consume it when they are about to exceed their limit of endurance during a breakthrough.
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