Chapter 31. Body Reformation
Spirit Returning Demon Pill.
A secret elixir of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult that forcibly transformed the user's body into one perfectly suited for demonic arts.
Even if the entire Cult devoted all its resources to producing it, only two or three pills could be made in a single year.
Anyone who consumed a Spirit Returning Demon Pill would forcibly undergo Body Reformation, and even serious injuries or permanent disabilities would be completely healed.
However, forcibly causing Body Reformation went far beyond the natural order of things.
The Body Reformation caused by the Spirit Returning Demon Pill came with unimaginable pain.
Ninety-nine out of a hundred people who consumed it died because they could not endure that pain.
“Kang, if you ever suffer an injury that cannot be healed by any means, take this Spirit Returning Demon Pill.”
“If Heaven favors you, you may survive.”
Sword Demon Won Jungyeon had given Won Kang the Spirit Returning Demon Pill because, as a father, he wanted his son to have at least one final means of survival.
Even if Won Kang suffered injuries that should have killed him, there would still be a tiny possibility that the Spirit Returning Demon Pill could save his life.
In the end, that father's love gave Bi Anso one last chance.
“W, what?”
“Why is nothing happening?”
Won Kang nervously looked down at the fallen Bi Anso.
He had clearly watched Bi Anso barely manage to swallow the Spirit Returning Demon Pill.
However, there was no visible change in his body.
Bi Anso looked completely peaceful, like someone simply sleeping.
“Father clearly said Body Reformation would begin with unbearable pain.”
“D, do not tell me he already died?!”
Won Kang hurriedly placed his ear against Bi Anso's chest.
Only after confirming that Bi Anso's heart was still beating did he finally sigh in relief.
“He is alive...”
“Could the pill be stuck in his throat?”
“Why is nothing happening...”
At that moment, a faint silver glow began rising from Bi Anso's body.
His wounds started healing at an incredible speed.
At the same time, black smoke flowed from the meridians throughout his body.
The impurities clogging his acupoints were being forced out.
Won Kang was still young, but instinctively understood what was happening.
Body Reformation had begun.
I, impossible!
They said even Grandfather died because he could not endure the pain of the Spirit Returning Demon Pill!
Throughout the long history of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, only a handful of people had ever endured the pain caused by the Spirit Returning Demon Pill.
That was why Won Kang had hesitated until the final moment before feeding it to Bi Anso.
Was Bi Anso simply unconscious and therefore unable to feel the pain?
Won Kang quickly shook his head.
If something that simple worked, everyone in the Cult would willingly consume the Spirit Returning Demon Pill.
The Spirit Returning Demon Pill was indeed an elixir capable of forcibly creating Body Reformation.
But because ninety-nine out of a hundred users died, it was practically a treasure that no one wanted.
As the Sword Demon had told Won Kang, it was an elixir only useful as a final gamble when death was already certain.
Yet Bi Anso was peacefully enduring the Spirit Returning Demon Pill's Body Reformation as though he were dreaming.
“...”
Won Kang swallowed nervously and watched the changes taking place inside Bi Anso.
What exactly was this man?
A cruel madman?
A righteous hero willing to risk his life to save a helpless mother and child?
A strange monster impossible to understand through common sense?
Won Kang was not even ten years old yet.
There was nothing he could do except quietly watch this mysterious man.
It felt like I was dreaming.
My consciousness definitely existed, but it was not completely clear.
A strange floating sensation gently wrapped around my entire body, as though I were drifting across the ocean.
It felt a little like waking up in the middle of sleep.
Not exactly, but close enough.
What was my name again?
...Bi Anso.
Right.
My name was Bi Anso.
The moment I remembered my name, all my memories rushed back like a flood.
Thanks to that, I could clearly understand and observe what was happening to my body.
It was difficult to believe, but I was currently undergoing Body Reformation.
That made no sense.
Body Reformation was not something that happened every day.
I had not gained some extraordinary enlightenment either, so why was this suddenly happening?
And this process felt different from what Master had described.
“When your understanding of martial arts becomes infinitely deep, there eventually comes a point when the human body can no longer contain that understanding.”
“But humans are creatures of adaptation.”
“Body Reformation is a form of evolution that occurs so the body can properly contain one's martial arts.”
Master had once explained his own experience of Body Reformation.
“All the impurities in my Governing and Conception Vessels disappeared.”
“My muscles became stronger and more flexible, and my bones became as hard as steel.”
“The changes continued for around fifteen days.”
“I felt like an immortal running across the clouds.”
But the Body Reformation happening inside me was nothing like Master's.
The impurities were being forced from my Governing and Conception Vessels, but everything was happening far too violently.
My meridians were repeatedly torn apart and immediately restored.
The same thing was happening to my muscles and bones.
The muscles throughout my body twisted and expanded on their own.
They ruptured, regenerated, then became stronger than before.
My bones were crushed beneath the expanding muscles, almost turning to powder, then rejoined and became even harder.
This was definitely not a normal Body Reformation.
My martial understanding was nowhere near the level required to cause one naturally.
What the hell was happening to my body?
Right.
Before losing consciousness, Won Kang had fed me some kind of elixir.
Could that elixir be forcibly causing Body Reformation?
If so, everything made sense.
My meridians, muscles, and bones were repeatedly being destroyed and restored.
Normally, the pain alone should have killed me long ago.
Then why did I feel nothing?
Ah!
The Divine Art of Painlessness!
Right!
I collapsed without releasing the Divine Art of Painlessness!
Was that why I could endure this entire process without feeling any pain?
Damn it, Master!
If I ever meet you again in hell, I swear I will hug you with everything I have!
Good.
Then I should simply relax and wait for this Body Reformation to finish.
How long would it take?
