Evil God said leisurely with a chuckle, "Heh heh, as the common saying goes, 'Only through the bitterness of hard work does one become superior to others.' Young one, this is nothing, just keep enduring it."
At this moment, Li Fei was drenched in sweat that had soaked through the bedsheets, due to the immense pain and struggle he was enduring.
Right when he was about to lose consciousness from the pain, the black characters in front of his eyes began to slowly diminish, eventually disappearing entirely, and Li Fei felt the pain lessened significantly. However, his head was still sore and swollen, as if something was stuffed inside it.
Simultaneously, he was surprised to discover that there was a secret manual repository in his mind, filled with nothing but ancient books: "Mystic Sky Swordsmanship," "Blood Moth Palm," "Evil Extinguishing Sword Manual," "Thunderbolt Hand," "Whirling Leg,"...
