Chapter 74
Chapter 74: The little skeleton that wants to soar and fly
The first glimmers of dawn appeared in the sky after using the transportation matrix to return to the cemetery of death.
One full day and night had elapsed since his departure, and he hastened to move to the “Original Demon Cave” and infuse more fresh blood and magical yuan, finally breathing a sigh of relief after he did so.
The operation of the “Original Demon Cave” must not be halted for even a day. If fresh blood and magical yuan weren’t infused everyday, then the work of the previous twenty some odd days would be in vain.
Planting his butt firmly on the ground, the fighting aura that had rushed into his body from Darnell’s blow finally slowly started rampaging through his body. A sudden impact brought an upwelling of blood to Han Shuo’s throat – he almost spat out a mouthful of fresh blood again.
Happy instead of startled, he abruptly stood up and threw his head back in laughter. He quickly strode out of the cemetery of death, towards the waterfall that he used to train his magic. Han Shuo braved the long river rushing down and sat down in his usual place. His body wobbling strongly in the beginning, Han Shuo quickly sank again into his training mode.
For the next seven days, apart from infusing the “Original Demon Cave” with fresh blood and magical yuan at periodic intervals, Han Shuo stayed beneath the waterfall to train his magic.
Han Shuo’s strength improved in spades in the midst of harsh training. Leveraging the fighting aura that Darnell had left within his body and the violent force of the waterfall, Han Shuo reforged the meridians and bones of his chest, waist, and stomach. When Han Shuo felt that Darnell’s fighting aura no longer remained within him, he could clearly feel that his own body had emerged in an unprecedentedly better state.
In the next few days, Han Shuo halted all magical training and spent his time looking after the “Original Demon Cave” and studying the “Beginner Magics of Necromancy”. He was now fully able to recite the latter from memory, and had basically committed it to memory.
Han Shuo had noted the parts in which he didn’t understand. As he continued to use the round, green ball to meditate, his mental strength grew with each passing day. Under his continual experimentation, he finally released the “Agony of the Soul” magic one day. Han Shuo was overjoyed and elated at that time. He understood that over the accumulation of several months and his greatly increased mental strength, he had finally graduated from the ranks of magic apprentice to being a novice mage.