The days of seclusion were monotonous and painful.

Lin Mo completely cut off all contact with the outside world, immersing himself entirely in this intense, self-torturous training.

The pain of the second turn was more than twice as intense as the first.

The medicinal potency was no longer just a tempering force but felt like countless sharp files scraping back and forth over his bones and fascia, grinding every inch of his body to become more compact and pure.