78 A Little Dance, Entering the World of Cultivation 2 (1/2)
Gathering her grimly protesting body and hauling herself to the bed at the center of the platform, An Fei continued to recite the first section of the book bound with blued leather. Repeating the phrases in her mind and verbalizing into the tranquil Archive of Time, the girl sentimentally reflected as she sat on the edge of the bed, nursing her bruised body.
Though the majority of the contents of what she had read regarding the technique, An Fei was still intrigued and astounded by what she had managed to glean from the passages. Though uncertain when such a trait had developed within herself, the girl remained hopeful and expectant of the completed results.
The Sanctum of Eternity had never failed in producing a successful result, even if the completed product did not align with her expectations.
She didn't even know how martial arts techniques within the Archive or Time functioned, and her experience with cultivation was pure theory obtained from the . However, she possessed great anticipation and regret towards the practicality of the , the first technique of the martial arts.
The statements within the promised absolute stealth, and more importantly, a guarantee of evasion.
If the technique functioned in the manner as the manual proposed, then An Fei wished that she had obtained the blued leather book in her past life. Exploiting the technique's abilities would have allowed her the ability to avoid many of the confrontations that had resulted in unnecessary conflict and injury.
Thus, she wouldn't have suffered such a mishap on the streets of Taipei.
Patting her clothes several times to determine whether she required a bath, An Fei began to massage her right calf. Her fingers gently poked at the exhausted and quivering muscles along the limb, gradually relaxing them one by one.
The throbbing sensation within her calf gradually began to decrease to be replaced by an imperceptible numbness that scratched at her insides, bringing a relieved smile on her countenance.
Before the girl could examine the rest of her bruises, her expression of relief morphed into horror.
”No, why now!?” An Fei bemoaned, clutching at the sphere of warmth churning within her insides, her countenance white as a sheet.
”It's not nighttime yet! Why is it happening now?”
With a startled cry, the delicate figure crumpled onto the soft bedsheets, the strength departing from her body in an instant. Soon after, the sphere of warmth dissolved into a fierce flood of heat that inundated the girl's body, reigniting the torturous but comfortable process once again.
”Erngh!”
An Fei profusely sweated as her body convulsed on the bed, her mind rolling from the unforgettable, odd mixture of comfort and heat rampaging within her body. As she shut her eyes in panic, the diagram of the insides of her body appeared before her consciousness in the same omniscient clarity; however, the golden light shrouding the system of her veins had begun to fluctuate, increasing in intensity by the moment.
The major arteries were already suffused in the golden radiance; only the minor capillaries and vessels near her eyes, fingers, and toes had yet to be affected. As the girl observed the ever-changing, complex diagram of her own body flash before her consciousness, the warmth plaguing her body surged towards her feet.
”No, no, no!”
The heat accumulated in her toes, producing a searing warmth that raced through the girl's nerves, causing her to cry out in shock. The oppressive yet pleasurable sensation had dissolved into baseless nihility, forcing the girl to bear the entire burden of the excruciating pain.
Groans of pain and discomfort echoed within the platform as An Fei writhed on the bed, her body flopping around as she tried to vent out the searing heat ravaging her toes. The golden light encapsulating her blood vessels inched forth at a snail's pace, further exacerbating her torment.
The girl deeply wished for the odd sensation to return instead of bearing the pain, yet could only be disappointed. At the same instant, the veins within her fingers and eyes similarly began to receive a similar torment.
Hot!
Unbearably hot!
Searing needles of pain stabbed deeply into her nerves and flesh, causing harrowing screams to resound throughout the crystalline Archive of Time. An Fei tightly shut her eyes in an attempt to dilute a portion of the painful sensation, and could only helplessly curl her body as tightly as possible.