Two days later in the morning, inside the Martial Venerable Hall.
Unlike usual, Wang Zhifan was not meditating on the prayer mat in the main hall; instead, he was soaking his body in a giant wooden tub filled with golden-red liquid in the inner hall, eyes closed, taking a morning bath.
He actually didn't have the habit of bathing in the morning, but today was special, with a special schedule arranged. So, to avoid delaying his cultivation, he completed his medicinal bath exercise in advance.
Currently, leaning back in the giant wooden tub filled with medicinal liquid, exposing only his head, he appeared leisurely. In reality, he was engaging in body refining cultivation, specifically consolidating the Infinite Golden Body Skill he'd already begun to master.
Before long, a young girl with beautiful dragon horns on her forehead walked into the inner hall carrying a small wooden bucket. She walked unhurriedly to the big wooden tub where Wang Zhifan lay and asked:
