Douluo Jueshi: I can only explode the ring, all I can do is operate.

Chapter 68 Is it worth it?
"A familiar... no, unfamiliar ceiling."

After waking up again, Ning Wuque found that he was not in his own hut, but lying in the girl's boudoir.

Why was he so sure? Because his quilt was embroidered with flowers.

His eyes moved, and then he noticed Ning Tian sitting at the desk reading a book. Next to her sat Wu Feng in his obedient form, holding her arm.

But perhaps because even his eyes had been replaced with blood that was stronger than flesh, his vision was now very blurry, like a newborn baby who needed to adapt. He could only recognize the two people from their backs and hair color.

"you're awake?"

The one who spoke was Shurou, who was sitting not far away drinking tea. She noticed her movements the moment Ning Wuque woke up.

Following Shurou's words, Ning Tian turned around without even putting down his book. Seeing Ning Wuque sitting up, he asked with surprise and worry:

"Wuque, you're awake! How are you? Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry to have worried you. I'm fine. Those little injuries and pains can't defeat me. I'm just a little hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes! I've prepared it for you a long time ago."

Ning Tian didn't say anything to tell him not to show off and to just speak out about the pain and suffering. Instead, he stood up and came over to help him go downstairs to eat the food that had been prepared.

Wu Feng also stood up and came to help without saying anything.

Ning Wuque was able to endure the situation just now. If it were her, she might not even have the courage to try, right?
No wonder, no wonder this guy said that in the first place. Being friends with him is really tiring. I can only watch him seek death and hope that he can survive.

"Hi~"

Just as he was about to get up and move around, Ning Wuque felt his muscles aching all over, and it was as if a heavy weight was pressing on his chest, preventing him from getting up. It seemed that his bones had not yet adapted to support his current body.

"I told you not to show off! Forget it, just lie down first, go to Wufeng, let's bring the food up, Wuque should be unable to move now."

Looking at his appearance, Ning Tian scolded him and helped him up to lean against the head of the bed. Then he talked to Wu Feng beside him and pulled her out of the room and went downstairs to get food.

Leaning against the headboard, Ning Wuque tried to raise his hands, but he had no strength at all, and his bones were unable to force his body up.

If before he only needed to expend 1 point of strength to support the body with bones, now he needs to use at least 1.5 points of strength, and it is impossible to make the bones and flesh merge perfectly together.

The switch attempt in the second level not only allowed him to use this power, but also gave him a huge boost to his physique!
His second soul ring was too old and provided enough soul power. However, the physical requirements to support this power were also much higher.

If this was just an ordinary soul ring of one or two thousand years or even a soul ring of several hundred years, his body would not even experience so much pain, but would slowly improve through the repeated ring explosions like a steady stream.

But then again, if the age of the second soul ring is too low, it won't even be able to bring much improvement to Ning Wuque, let alone support the development of the third level in the future when the third ring comes.

If you can't even fill up your flesh, how can you strengthen your bones?
Just like he must first fill up his blood before he can drill holes and grind the walls of his flesh, allowing the original soul power to fill his entire body!

The most crucial thing is that if he cannot open any level at all, his future path will become even more confusing. This road is not easy to walk on, and only by reaching the absolute limit of each level can he reach the end.

"Kid, is this really worth it? You fought so hard. If it weren't for me, I don't think you could have lasted even half the time. If you were an ordinary healing Soul Sage, you'd be hanging on by a thread at best. You could survive, but you'd have to rest for at least half a month."

Shurou, who was sitting on the chair, spoke up. She totally didn't understand Ning Wuque's behavior. It was really crazy!
In all her decades of experience, she had never seen anyone more insane than Ning Wuque. This guy actually thought of using the energy of the exploding rings to help himself become stronger? Making his body withstand all the energy of the exploding rings and adapt to it?
Oh my god...

"does it worth?"

After Ning Wuque finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, raised his head and took a deep breath.

Is it really worth it?
If it weren't for Yi Lao, he might have to go through the same pain more than a dozen times before his body could fully evolve, transform, and adapt.

The organs that store the soul power of a soul master are not the body, but the meridians, dantian, heart, and martial soul in the body.

Ning Wuque knew that he could not withstand the ravages of soul power with just an ordinary body. What he had to do was to transform himself into a "true martial soul" that could accommodate soul power!
The first step is blood, the second step is flesh, and the third step is bones!

When all the cells in his body can accommodate soul power, he will be able to withstand the impact of soul power that will increase exponentially in the future!

The method? It's simple. Your body will give you an answer. All you have to do is hold on! Hold on! Hold on until it can write the answer!
This is an extremely long and painful process. If it weren't for Shurou, he would have needed to stop and recover himself. The time it takes to recover his soul ring would be enough to extend the entire process to two or three years or even longer, and the amount of food and medical products he would need to consume during this period would be countless.

He is an explorer. Every step and every process is the most primitive and unknown, and he needs to practice it with himself.

There is no guidance, no hints, and no shortcuts.

Everything comes only from his imagination, everything comes only from himself!

"It may be meaningless to discuss whether it's worth it now. When I choose to follow this path and create a path of my own..."

When he opened his eyes, Ning Wuque's eyes were full of determination. How could his will be easily shaken by a few words?

"Persevere at all costs, or quit cowardly. These are the only two choices left for me. I will not regret taking this path, just as I bravely face all the harm it has brought me!"

[Destruction is a heroic moment. If you survive in a despicable way, your life will be too long. Brave man, are you willing to accept the test of destruction?]

Just as Ning Wuque said this, a dark purple light flashed before his eyes. He was stunned on the spot, his consciousness having been pulled into a space filled with dark clouds and thunder by some existence.

In front, a faceless figure wearing a tattered purple-black robe was standing in mid-air. He stretched out his hand and extended an invitation to Ning Wuque.

.........

Spirit world.

The Hand of Destruction held a crystal ball and observed Ning Wuque's life. He never dreamed that he would find a qualified person who could inherit his throne.

Ning Wuque, he is so suitable! So suitable!
　Number of manuscripts saved today (20000/30000)

　　The author dreamed about my deceased grandmother last night. I was so happy.
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　　I will post a separate chapter introducing the nine levels of the Nine-Layered Hell, and will update accordingly as the plot progresses.

　　At the same time, a bug in a paragraph of Chapter 7 was corrected because the author's secondary setting was that super martial souls were inferior to top-level martial souls, but these two were not distinguished in the original work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)