Chapter Twenty-Two: The Eternal Fiery Body of the Great Sun!

Sitting silently on the floor, Fang Can began to recall various cultivation techniques from before the Great Annihilation.

*God-Elephant Suppressing Prison Force*, *Six Desires Devil-Splitting Chapter*, *Magnetic Field Rotation*, *Burning Flame Technique*, *Nine Calamities of Heaven and Man*, *Heartless Dragon Technique*, *Eight-Nine Profound Arts*...

A vast array of techniques and their corresponding effects surfaced in his mind. Yet, the more he visualized, the more uneasy he felt. To manifest a technique in his mind required not only logical consistency but also the payment of a corresponding price. The costs for manifesting these legendary techniques were far beyond what he could afford.

Status Bar:
Host’s intent converges; using delusion as the foundation, flesh and blood as the altar, consciousness as the anchor, and life force as the sacrifice to begin visualization and manifestation.
Starting manifestation of [God-Elephant Suppressing Prison Force]
Manifestation progress: 0.0000000...1%
—Estimated time required: 99999999999...99 megatrillion years—

Looking at the panel, Fang Can was not surprised. The time and energy required to create an invincible technique from scratch were far beyond the capabilities of a mere mortal like him.

"If that’s the case, what if I lower the requirements step by step?" Fang Can pondered.

He decided to abandon the idea of creating a full-scale technique and instead focus on creating one for the Mortal-Transcendence Body realm. After meditating for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, he checked the status bar. This time, redeeming a Mortal-Transcendence Body technique with the effects of the *God-Elephant Suppressing Prison Force* required only ninety million years.

*That makes it simpler. I’ll just strip away the effects step by step, build the framework first, and let the universe deal with the rest.*

Fang Can lowered his head, calculating how to exchange a small budget for maximum efficiency. *First is the energy issue. Martial arts training requires massive amounts of food; I’ll change the energy intake method. Next is efficiency—the original eighty-eight internal universes are too crude. I’ll strengthen the entire body's cells, leaving no weak points...*

With these thoughts, he downgraded his requirements from direct energy generation from the void, to vacuum zero-point energy, then to dark matter, and finally to simple sunlight. For his foundation, he originally wanted to transcend at the atomic level, but he compromised, downgrading to the molecular level, then to the nanoscale, and finally to the cellular level.

Having simplified the requirements to this point, Fang Can took a deep breath and looked at the status bar.

Status Bar:
Host’s intent converges; using cells as the foundation, flesh and blood as the altar, consciousness as the anchor, and life force as the sacrifice to begin visualization and manifestation.
Starting manifestation of [Great Solar Undying Demonic Body: Initial Version]
Manifestation progress: 0.000001%
—Estimated time required: 594 days, 6 hours—

*This is as concise as it gets.* Fang Can sighed, accepting reality. He had cut everything he could; any further, and it wouldn't even be a technique anymore.

Over fifty minutes had passed since he ingested the massive amount of arsenic. Fang Can leaned against the windowsill, expressionless. Before his self-imposed deadline, he pulled a coin from his pocket and flipped it: *Will I die from this arsenic? Heads for yes, tails for no.*

Seeing the coin land, he made his decision. Suddenly, the manifestation time on his panel began to shrink drastically.

—Estimated time required: 296 days, 5 hours—

*Hmph, is the arsenic finally being digested?* A hint of satisfaction crossed his eyes. He ignored the pain and focused entirely on the visualization.

165 days... 57 days... 26 days... 18 days... 12 days... 5 days...

As the arsenic—seventy to eighty times the lethal dose—fused further with his cells, his talents "Turning Misfortune into Fortune" and "Unyielding Perseverance" were pushed to their limits, desperately trying to save their host. After several minutes, Fang Can began to experience violent gastrointestinal reactions: nausea, vomiting, and abdominal pain. Headaches and dizziness followed, but he ignored them all, viewing them as mere hallucinations before success.

Just as he reached the threshold of death, his second talent flared. Stimulated by the crisis, his cells erupted with a terrifying vitality, frantically resisting the negative effects of the arsenic fused with his blood.

—Estimated time required: 2 hours, 30 minutes—

Under the frantic boost of his talents, the *Great Solar Undying Demonic Body* progressed steadily. Outside the door, Jiang Ning'an could no longer sit still. She felt the strong, rhythmic heartbeat of Fang Can inside weakening, his breathing becoming faint and intermittent.

"Is he going to die in there?" she worried. Usually calm, she had been emotionally volatile all day because of this boy; she truly didn't know what to do with the madman. She hesitated before the closed door, but ultimately chose not to barge in, waiting silently outside.

One hour... two hours... three hours...

Time ticked away, and the girl's mood plummeted. The person inside had completely stopped breathing and his heart had ceased to beat. He was dead. Guilt washed over her, and she felt as if she had talked him to death.

Before she could dwell on it further, a strong, powerful heartbeat suddenly reached her ears.

*Thump... thump... thump...*

The forceful beats ignited hope in her heart. Had the little madman inside not died? Under her anxious gaze, the doorknob turned, and a slightly lean figure slowly walked out.

Yes, walked out. Not long ago, she had watched him break his own legs. Before she could react, she was terrified by his appearance: blood was leaking from his seven orifices.

"You... you aren't dead?" Jiang Ning'an stammered. If it weren't for the heartbeat, she would have assumed he had become a vengeful spirit coming to claim her life.

"Why would I be dead?"

"You're bleeding from your seven orifices and you can still walk! You must have turned into a ghost!"

"Bleeding from the seven orifices is just bleeding; death is death. How can they be the same?" Fang Can replied, gently wiping the dried blood from his face.

As he spoke, he looked at his panel.

Status Bar:
You have successfully manifested the technique *Great Solar Undying Demonic Body*.
Flesh and blood alienation: 3.85%
...

Unknown to anyone, as the morning sun shone into the room, the technique began to operate automatically. Fang Can’s cells started to actively absorb the sunlight, converting it into energy to reinforce his body. Even if he never practiced actively again, the degree of his fleshly alienation would continue to rise.

*Great Solar Undying Demonic Body? More like... Kryptonian Body!*