Yi Yun felt a little sorry for Lian Chengyu. He confessed in his mind: “Young master Lian, I’m sorry. If I don’t reach the Purple Blood realm, then it’s too bad. For me to finish up this set of desolate bones cleanly, with nothing left, I can only apologize.”
“If through luck, I can reach the Purple Blood realm before I finish absorbing the desolate bones, then I’ll…er…carry on sucking it dry. After all, the Purple Blood realm is just the beginning step on the martial arts road. There’s still a long path ahead.”
“So please be a good man till the end. I will always remember you in the future.” After Yi Yun finished confessing, he began to absorb the desolate bones energy.
It was a tremendously comfortable feeling to be able to absorb the Power of Desolates without any restrictions while the body was seriously lacking in energy.
The lack of energy and hunger; although they were two different feelings, they had much in common.
In the case of extreme hunger, what greater joy was there besides having a sumptuous meal of delicacies?
Yi Yun did not stand on ceremony with Lian Chengyu. He knew that the desolate bones’ energy was so vast that he would need a while to absorb fully.
After all, Lian Chengyu’s primitive methods of brewing the desolate bones could at best refine a small amount of the desolate bone’s essence. Just this small amount of essence was enough for Lian Chengyu to breakthrough to the Purple Blood realm.
However for Yi Yun, using the Purple Crystal to absorb the desolate bone’s energy, he could absorb it completely and with high efficiency. Also Yi Yun’s cultivation level was still low at the Thunderous realm, if the cultivation speed increased any faster, Yi Yun might even scare himself…