107: Chapter 107: The Disguise of "Useless"

Elder Mo looked at Lin Qi's bloodless face, his brow furrowed into the shape of the character " river".

"Are you sure you don't need to lie in the infirmary for a couple of days?"

Lin Qi waved his hand, his body swaying twice like a paper man that could be blown over by a gust of wind.

"I won't die."

He coughed twice, and a smear of dark red blood appeared in the palm covering his mouth.

That was the residual toxins in his body being expelled through his mucous membranes.

Although his bones had hardened, the vat of venom from last night was too intense; his internal organs had still suffered some shock.

Currently, he looked like a consumptive ghost on the verge of death.

"Let's go, time to eat."

Lin Qi wiped the blood from his palm onto his pant leg and turned to walk out.

Zhang Wei followed behind, his heart in his throat as he watched his boss's unsteady steps.

"Seven Bro, how about I carry you?"

"Get lost."

Lin Qi cursed, but his voice sounded weak and lacked any deterrent power.

The two walked along the tree-lined path leading to the cafeteria.

It was exactly the time when morning classes ended, and the road was full of students.

Seeing Lin Qi in this state, the surrounding chatter could not be suppressed at all.

"Look, that's Lin Qi."

"Damn, how did he get so weak? His face is as white as a dead man's."

"I heard he messed up his cultivation; last night he was even drinking industrial waste at the scrap yard."

"Really? Isn't that just seeking death?"

"Who knows, he's probably gone crazy trying to take shortcuts and is now facing retribution."

Lin Qi turned a deaf ear, only coughing occasionally, which, combined with his tottering figure, perfectly portrayed the words "Qi Deviation".

This kind of misunderstanding was quite good.

Showing weakness to the enemy could save a lot of trouble.

After all, who would guard against a dying man?

Just as they reached the cafeteria entrance, a group of people blocked their path.

Li Qingxuan stood on the steps, looking down at Lin Qi from a height.

Seven or eight lackeys followed behind him, all dressed flashily with arrogant expressions.

"Oh, isn't this our champion?"

Li Qingxuan raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, his gaze scanning Lin Qi's pale face.

"How did you end up in such a miserable state?"

The surrounding students immediately gathered around, waiting to see the show.

Lin Qi lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, and didn't speak.

Mostly he was too lazy to talk, saving his strength to suppress the toxins in his body.

Seeing Lin Qi remain silent, the disdain in Li Qingxuan's eyes deepened.

"I heard you were playing with 'Venom Body Tempering' last night?"

Li Qingxuan sneered, took a step forward, and lowered his voice.

"This is the consequence of not cultivating the System and recklessly practicing heretical arts."

"Even if you have a moment of glory, it's just a flash in the pan after all."

"Right now, you don't even have the qualification to make me act."

The lackeys burst into laughter.

"The young master is right; this kind of wild path can only jump around for a couple of days in the early stages."

"Looking at him, he probably won't even last through tomorrow's classes."

Zhang Wei was so angry the fat on his face was shaking; just as he was about to rush up to argue, Lin Qi reached out to stop him.

Lin Qi slowly pulled a small dark green glass bottle from his pocket.

That was the high-concentration essence waste liquid he had specifically kept.

He unscrewed the cap.

A pungent, sour stench drifted out.

The surrounding students instinctively covered their noses and backed away.

"What is he doing?"

"What is that stuff? It stinks!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lin Qi raised the bottle and tilted his head back.

He took a sip.

Sizzle.

A wisp of green smoke rose from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Qi smacked his lips as if he were tasting some aged fine wine.

"The flavor is a bit weak."

The whole place fell silent.

Everyone looked at him as if he were a lunatic.

The smile on Li Qingxuan's face froze, and the corner of his eye twitched.

"Madman..."

He waved his hand in disgust, as if trying to drive away the stench in the air.

"Stay away from this kind of self-abandoning Trash, don't let his bad luck rub off on you."

After saying that, he led his people away quickly, as if staying one more second would get them infected.

Lin Qi watched their retreating backs, screwed the cap back on, and stuffed the bottle into his pocket.

The moment that sip of venom entered his throat, the True Qi in his body was instantly activated.

[Spiral Force] activated.

The True Qi, like a drill, carried the venom and washed over the cartilage of his throat and esophagus.

It was a bit painful, but that numbing sensation of growth was addictive.

"Seven Bro..."

Zhang Wei watched from the side, dumbfounded, his voice trembling.

"You... you really drank it?"

"Calcium supplement."

Lin Qi dropped those two words and stepped into the cafeteria.

...

After returning to the dormitory, Lin Qi immediately hung a "Closed Door Cultivation, Do Not Disturb" sign.

For the next three days, he did not step out the door.

Zhang Wei became the busiest porter in all of Tianhai City.

He ran through all the scrap yards in the entire city.

As long as it was industrial waste liquid with a skull symbol, no matter the price, he took it all.

In the dormitory.

Lin Qi sat cross-legged on the floor, bare-chested.

He was surrounded by empty bottles.

Fine beads of blood seeped from the surface of his skin, staining his pants a dark red.

That was a sign of deep detoxification.

This pain was ten times more intense than scraping bone to heal poison.

Every inch of bone was being corroded by strong acid, then restructured under the nourishment of True Qi.

But he didn't even let out a groan.

He didn't even furrow his brow.

The True Qi seed in his body, through the repeated tug-of-war with the lethal poison, became increasingly resilient.

The originally scattered gaseous True Qi began to show a tendency toward liquefaction.

Three days later.

Early morning.

Lin Qi slowly opened his eyes.

A flicker of eerie green light flashed deep in his pupils, then vanished.

He stood up and stretched his limbs.

Crack, crack.

The bones throughout his body made a series of crisp popping sounds like firecrackers.

Although he looked even more haggard on the outside, with sunken eyes and a face as white as paper.

But he could feel that his bone density had reached the limit of a mortal body.

He was only one last spark away from stepping into the Silver Bone Realm.

Just then, the dormitory building's broadcast rang out.

"Attention all freshmen."

"Attention all freshmen."

"Please proceed immediately to the Third Experimental Building to participate in the 'Power Control' course test."

"Repeat..."

Lin Qi walked to the mirror and looked at his gaunt self.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He casually grabbed a loose black coat and draped it over himself, covering his seemingly frail body.

"Just right."

Lin Qi pushed open the door, and the sunlight made him squint.

"Time to go test the current quality of this body."