Chapter 189 - 187: The Grotto Heaven and Blessed Land Within Fang Can

Chapter 189: Chapter 187: The Grotto Heaven and Blessed Land Within Fang Can

"Hey! You, what are you doing?"

In a dim, empty basement, a single candle in the southeast corner flickered with the faint indoor breeze, threatening to go out at any moment.

As the candlelight swayed, it cast an eerie glow on the basement.

Xiang Ziyu instinctively shrank back, staring at the young man in the corner who was facing the candlelight.

This wasn’t just her question; the countless onlookers around them also wanted to know. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

At that moment, Fang Can was facing the candle, gripping his own skin and tearing it off bit by bit, as easily as if he were taking off clothes.

In no time at all, like a cicada molting, a human shed as thin as a cicada’s wing was peeled off by Fang Can.

"Peeling my skin. Tearing off the keratin layer that grows on it."

As Fang Can spoke, the keratin layer he had just torn off regenerated on his skin in a matter of moments.

He folded the skin and placed it beside him, then continued to repeat the process.

Around him, there were already over thirty such human sheds, stacked neatly like a deck of cards.

"I’m not blind. Of course I can see you’re peeling your skin."

Xiang Ziyu said, exasperated, "What I mean is, why are you peeling your own skin for no reason?"

"Making some minor preparations for the final battle the day after tomorrow. This stuff might come in handy, just in case."

Fang Can said. After peeling off another dozen or so to make an even fifty, he sliced an opening in his chest and tucked the human sheds inside.

"Alright, I guess I need to make some preparations too."

Xiang Ziyu’s expression turned serious. She took a deep breath and said to Fang Can, "Hurry up and open your chest. I need to get in."

Fang Can: ???

"Are you out of your mind?"

Fang Can’s eyes were filled with confusion. "Wasn’t being swallowed by me once enough for you? Now you want to climb in on your own? You must be addicted to it."

"A secret shouldn’t be heard by more than two people. There are too many people here. Bring your ear closer."

Xiang Ziyu gently beckoned to Fang Can. "I’ll tell you why."

Seeing the same cold indifference on Fang Can’s face, Xiang Ziyu had no choice but to move closer herself, whispering almost inaudibly into the young man’s ear in a slightly intimate manner:

"Don’t forget your ’human cauldron’ characteristic. I suspect I can cultivate faster inside your body. If I get stronger, won’t I be able to assist you better?"

As she finished speaking, she stared at the young man’s translucent, jade-like earlobe and, as if possessed, gently blew a puff of hot air on it.

By the time Fang Can reacted, a strange, tingling numbness was already spreading from the base of his ear.

Suppressing the faint ripples spreading across the lake of his heart, Fang Can looked with some disdain at the captivating young woman beside him, who was smirking mischievously after getting her revenge.

After a moment’s hesitation, he still expanded his body to two meters tall and opened his chest. "Get in yourself."

Xiang Ziyu had a mischievous smirk on her face, like a prankster who’d just succeeded, but the tips of her ears were even redder than Fang Can’s.

’Why on earth did I do that just now?’ she cursed herself internally. ’It’s like I was possessed.’

Seeing the "limited-time opening of Fang Can’s internal scenic area," she scrambled inside to hide her bashfulness.

The opening was narrow at first, barely allowing a person through, and the young woman struggled a bit to climb in.

As soon as she entered, a warmth like being enveloped by sunlight washed over her. The inner walls of Fang Can’s body were actually emitting a faint golden light.

By the faint light, Xiang Ziyu could see that she was sitting on the fifty human sheds Fang Can had just peeled off, cushioning her round, jade-like bottom.

Feeling the cramped space, the young woman curled up and knocked on the jade-like spine to make her request:

"Hey, Fang Can, can you make this space a little bigger? It’s so cramped in here, I’m a bit uncomfortable."

"Miss Xiang, your demands are getting a bit unreasonable. Letting you in was already magnanimous of me," Fang Can’s helpless voice came from outside.

’Just what kind of weird game are these two playing?’

The surrounding onlookers were all dumbfounded, staring blankly at the enlarged Fang Can, who was sitting expressionlessly, huddled in the corner.

The scene before them was like the world-famous painting, "Purple Jade is Cultivating."

In the painting, an enlarged, handsome young man was sitting cross-legged in a corner, resting. As for the painting’s protagonist, Purple Jade, she was curled up inside Fang Can’s body, cultivating.

Curled up in Fang Can’s chest cavity, she tilted her head and rested her cheek against his inner wall.

Inhaling his pleasant scent, Xiang Ziyu began to silently recite poetry in her mind to cultivate her literary energy.

After just a short while, the young woman could feel her literary energy beginning to build, growing on its own without her even needing to circulate it.

’I was right. My cultivation base can really grow even without actively circulating my energy. My breakthrough yesterday must have been because of this monster.’

’But what is this place inside Fang Can? A blessed Grotto Heaven? The cultivation boost is terrifying.’

The young woman stared with her Purple Eyes, carefully examining the inside of Fang Can’s body, and was startled to discover something unusual.

Countless golden threads of varying thickness crisscrossed the interior of Fang Can’s body.

These lines branched out one by one, like the boughs of a tree, spreading to every corner of Fang Can’s insides.

Xiang Ziyu gently poked the flesh with her index finger and finally understood.

These lines were the veins and arteries that riddled Fang Can’s body.

And what was emitting the faint light was the endlessly flowing golden blood within those vessels.

’Could it be that Fang Can also has some kind of terrifying constitution?’

Xiang Ziyu thought of her own Blood of Domination; after reaching the First Turn, her blood would turn a pale purple.

’So, is this Fang Can also the descendant of some great power? Was he born with an unusual bloodline? With golden liquid flowing in his veins?’

’If just cultivating in here has such an effect, if I were to take a few licks, wouldn’t I save myself several days of hard work?’

A thousand thoughts raced through Xiang Ziyu’s mind, but she was interrupted by the jade-like spine tapping her on the shoulder. "Hey, stop fidgeting inside me. It tickles."

"Oh, sorry. I’ll be careful." Xiang Ziyu suppressed the impulse stirring in her mind.

For some reason, ever since she came inside, her mind had felt a bit muddled, and her body temperature had unconsciously begun to rise.

It felt like a fire was searing the nerves in her head, and her breathing grew heavier.

It had been the same yesterday. Her clothes would soon be soaked through. Luckily, her undergarments could hold the moisture, otherwise she would have been utterly embarrassed.

"A heart as pure as ice, unstartled even if the heavens fall; steadfast amidst myriad changes, the spirit at ease and the qi at peace."

The young woman silently recited the calming mantra a few times. The literary energy took effect, and her muddled mind immediately cleared.

She then began to cultivate seriously, taking advantage of this narrow Grotto Heaven. The literary energy inside her started to increase rapidly, at a rate almost five or six times faster than her normal cultivation.

While the young woman was cultivating, Fang Can also began to slowly refine the blood and qi throughout his body.

He wasn’t doing this to increase his power, but simply to make his exertion of force more fluid and seamless.

And so, with Fang Can cultivating diligently, two days passed in a flash.

As the final day arrived, Xiang Longtao stretched out his right arm and looked up at the sky, a strange light in his eyes. "It’s raining?"