I, the Son of the Demon Emperor, Had My Eyes Gouged Out by My Fiancée on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 69

69: Immersive Cultivation, Impacting the Golden Core!

“How miraculous is it? There’s only one way to find out!”

Without hesitation, Lu Yuan tossed the drop of Ten Thousand Year Heavenly Marrow Liquid into his mouth.

Boom!

The moment the liquid touched his tongue, an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy erupted like a primordial beast, violently flooding through every vein and meridian in his body.

The drop contained such terrifying power that each strand felt like a razor-sharp blade.

In an instant, these “blades” swept through Lu Yuan’s entire being.

His muscles, bones, meridians, and bl00d—every fiber of his existence—burned with excruciating pain.

“Holy sh1t! This intense?!”

Lu Yuan’s mind reeled, but he gritted his teeth and endured.

A single drop could temper the body ten thousand times over.

It refined energy and bl00d.

It enhanced spiritual absorption.

“Chaotic Heaven Devil Scripture!”

Lu Yuan immediately activated his cultivation technique.

After refining hundreds of Heaven-grade pills, he was no stranger to absorbing supreme treasures.

The scripture guided the rampaging energy, forcibly directing it into his bones.

The pain didn’t lessen, but the absorption rate skyrocketed.

The marrow liquid continued to merge with his flesh, bones, and organs, reforging his body into something tougher, more resilient.

Gradually, Lu Yuan adapted to the agony.

Yet he could clearly sense his physical strength skyrocketing.

Even one drop of Ten Thousand Year Heavenly Marrow Liquid contained unimaginable power.

Right now, Lu Yuan was at his limit—forced to absorb it strand by strand.

Time blurred.

His body echoed with thunderous cracks—bones shattering, healing, then breaking again under the liquid’s relentless tempering.

This cycle repeated thousands of times.

Lu Yuan lost track of time—until suddenly, the pressure vanished.

“This… is the effect of the Ten Thousand Year Heavenly Marrow Liquid? Astounding!”

He threw a casual punch.

BANG!

The air itself detonated. A shockwave of pure force rippled outward.

“My strength has increased this much?!”

His eyes locked onto the jade vial.

99 drops remained.

If he could absorb them all his body would reach unfathomable heights.

“No matter the pain—if it makes me stronger, I’ll endure it!”

Without hesitation, he consumed another drop.

In this world, power was the only true law.

Without strength, even the most privileged background meant nothing.

Lu Yuan had seen it too many times.

But if his physique reached perfection…

Even surpassing realms in battle would be possible.

He calmed his mind, sat cross-legged, and resumed circulating the Chaotic Heaven Devil Scripture.

Time flowed.

To maximize efficiency, Lu Yuan ensured each drop was fully absorbed before taking the next.

Gradually, the pain lessened. The absorption time shortened.

“The effects are diminishing? Has my body adapted?”

After the second drop, Lu Yuan frowned.

The results weren’t as dramatic as before.

“Fine. Let’s try something else.”

He retrieved the Sage’s Spiritual Liquid, a condensation of power only Great Sage cultivators could refine.

A single drop could accelerate cultivation and stabilize foundations.

“This energy is perfectly contained.”

The milky-white droplet emitted a soothing fragrance but otherwise seemed ordinary.

Boom!

The moment it entered his mouth, it dissolved into a torrent of healing energy.

Like a tidal wave of warmth, it rushed through his body, repairing all the hidden damage left by the marrow liquid.

His meridians expanded slightly.

Spiritual absorption efficiency increased.

The changes were subtle but undeniable.

Lu Yuan activated the Chaotic Heaven Devil Scripture again.

A monstrous suction force erupted from his body.

Spiritual energy from the surroundings converged into a raging whirlpool, pouring into him like an endless tide.

Right now, Lu Yuan was the eye of a spiritual storm.

This vast, pure energy would overwhelm most cultivators.

But to Lu Yuan?

Nothing.

As the scripture cycled, the sea of energy rapidly diminished, devoured like a collapsing star.

Time passed.

The Sage’s Spiritual Liquid’s effects faded.

“Clarity… absolute clarity.”

Lu Yuan’s eyes snapped open, gleaming with newfound sharpness.

Every meridian, every drop of bl00d, every inch of his body hummed in perfect harmony.

A single drop had expanded his spiritual capacity tenfold.

In prolonged battles, this advantage would be insurmountable.

“Cultivation requires balance.”

“First the marrow liquid for tempering, then the sage’s liquid for refinement.”

After contemplation, Lu Yuan adopted this new cycle.

Only then could he maximize both treasures’ potential.

As time passed, his absorption rate grew frighteningly fast.

Within a month, Lu Yuan reached the pinnacle of Heaven-grade Foundation Establishment.

“Now, it’s time to condense my Golden Core!”

After a month of accumulation, his spiritual energy had reached absolute saturation.

With a Heaven-grade foundation, instability wasn’t a concern.

“No time to waste. Condense—NOW!”