Chapter 92 - Breakthrough? (1/2)

After logging off Cultivation Online, Yuan immediately began trying to move his real body, hoping that the Vermilion Phoenix Blood had cured his illness and healed his crippled body.

But alas, he quickly realized that nothing had changed when he still couldn't move his limbs or see the world around him.

However, he was not discouraged, and he began reciting the cultivation technique inside his head, silently praying that it would work.

'Even if my body is still crippled, as long as I can cultivate...!'

With that thought in mind, Yuan proceeded to spend many minutes cultivating.

”...”

”...”

”...Ouch!”

The pain returned after a few moments of cultivation, but Yuan did not give up and tried again.

”...Ouch!”

And again.

”...”

”...Ouch!”

And again.

”...Ouch!”

”Why?! Why hasn't anything changed?! My body is still useless and I cannot cultivate! Why didn't the Vermilion Phoenix Blood work like the Translucent Dew of Flawlessness?! Damn it!” Yuan gritted his teeth in frustration and cried out in a low but deeply sorrowful voice after realizing that he was still crippled and useless, feeling as though his hopes had shattered.

However, right as tears flowed from his eyes, Yuan suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart, almost as though there was a small flame within his heart.

This warm feeling gradually grew hotter and hotter, and it also began spreading throughout his body shortly later.

A few minutes later, Yuan could feel his entire body burning feverishly, almost like he was inside an oven with its temperature turned up.

However, this burning sensation did not feel painful, nor was it unpleasant.

'This is… Is this the effects of the Vermilion Phoenix Blood?' Yuan wondered to himself, feeling as though his body was engulfed in flames just like a burning phoenix.

Although Yuan did not know this at the time, his damaged meridians were actually being restored by the Vermilion Phoenix Blood, hence the burning sensation all over his body.

After sweating a bucket of sweat, the burning sensation in Yuan's body began to subdue, yet the gentle flame within his heart lingered no matter how long had passed, almost like an undying flame.

Once everything calmed down, Yuan took a moment to clear his mind and began reciting the cultivation technique again.

This time, Yuan could instantly recognize the difference, and the difference was as clear as day and night— like breathing with a blocked nose and breathing normally.

Furthermore, although there was still slight pain while he cultivates, it wasn't as painful as before and it was completely endurable even for long periods at a time.

And many minutes later, Yuan suddenly felt a refreshing feeling spread throughout his body starting from the center of his body until it reached the end of his limbs, making him recall the first time he'd become a Cultivator.

'This feeling… Did I become a Cultivator?' Yuan wondered to himself as he was unsure. Without the system telling him, he had no proof or confirmation that he had successfully become a Cultivator just now.

However, one thing he was certain would be his condition— even if he'd somehow managed to become a Cultivator in the real world, his body still remained crippled. With that being said, it was not as though nothing about his body had changed.

Although it was only slightly, his body had regained some sense of feeling, allowing him to feel the wet blanket and his own sweat when he previously wouldn't have been able to feel a thing except for the weight of the blankets.

”It worked! Hahaha! It really worked!” Yuan began laughing out loud at his success.

”What worked?” Yu Rou suddenly returned to the room with breakfast.

”Oh… Nothing…” Yuan said. He was simply not ready to tell her just yet.

'Just wait a little longer, Yu Rou… Once I can finally start moving again…' A mysterious smile appeared on Yuan's face.

”Ah! Brother Tian! Why is your body soaked in sweat?!” Yu Rou immediately realized the wet blankets and exclaimed.

”Eh? I guess it's a little hot in here…” Yuan said with a weird smile on his face.