Wang Feng sat and brought his thoughts together. He was meditating on what to do. He wasn't able to affect anything unless he made it a part of his body. The curse targeted the effects leaving his body and dissipated them. The broken got fixed, and the altered became what it once was. The eaten materials were an exception because they were outside the curse's jurisdiction.
"It's decided. I need to learn devouring arts." Wang Feng knew that devouring art was an art that was mostly practiced by demonic cultivators. However, the art itself wasn't evil. It was just know-how. Wang Feng had to figure out how to affect things by making use of the absence of other things.
