Chapter 123: Chapter 120: Level 15 Passive Concealment

Without the help of the Poison Pit Dungeon to deplete his satiety, Wang Wu could only switch to gluttony mode, from a feast every three days to once every four days, still accumulating at least 2,500 points of Spiritual Qi each time.

Thus, on the sixteenth day, he successfully upgraded his Passive Concealment to Level 15.

The Spiritual Qi consumed amounted to 12,500 points.

At the same time, at least half of his food reserves disappeared.

At this moment, lines of information silently appeared, still in the usual nagging mode, which Wang Wu found endearing.

“Because you remained motionless for three seconds, you activated Level 15 Passive Concealment.”

“You have gained stronger understanding of the Inner Breathing Technique, you can naturally control your breathing, your heartbeat, your body temperature, and the dense, almost tangible vitality within you. This is the toughest problem of all concealment techniques, but to you, it’s just a mountain you’ve conquered.”

“Your fur has undergone further evolution; even within the Human Race Cultivation Realm, your fur would be a priceless treasure coveted by both Human Race cultivators and Great Demons from the Demon Realm, all eagerly wanting it for themselves. A cloak meticulously crafted from the fur of the Barbaric Ancient Bear could help those with ulterior motives to vanish mysteriously into the night, forest, desert, storm, river, mist, smoke, flame, snow, and more, let alone you yourself.”

“You can now run quickly in any dimly lit environment, even in well-lit areas, as long as the distance exceeds five hundred meters, unless the observer is an Earth Realm Fourth-Grade Great Cultivator or a Fourth-Grade Great Demon, they can only see slight changes in light and shadow, like a breeze blowing by, like a drifting cloud.”

“Once you enter a completely still Passive Concealment state, even Celestial Realm Third-Grade cultivators and Third-Grade Great Demons cannot detect you, even when passing right by you.”

“However, if a Third-Grade Human Race cultivator has practiced stronger reconnaissance spells, or a Third-Grade Demon Spirit Monster has awakened more powerful bloodline-based reconnaissance divine techniques, there is still a certain chance they might detect your presence and will prepare mechanisms, traps, and arrays specifically designed to catch you successfully.”

“Remember, in the Human Race Cultivation Realm, there is a group of professional Human Race cultivators, specializing in searching and hunting the Barbaric Ancient Blood Demon Race for a living. They even tame and raise special spirit monsters as assistants to help hunt the Barbaric Ancient Blood Demon Race.”

“Moreover, if you are bold and daring, you can already enter and exit the cultivation strongholds of the human race with ease.”

“My child, my teachings end here, as I have not ventured much further in this Bloodline Talent either.”

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The last line of information came out of nowhere, yet like a meteor, it burst in and quickly vanished.

Wang Wu remained dazed for a long time, unable to calm down.

Sad? Not really.

Surprised? Not quite.

Just very emotional, incredibly emotional.

So it turns out that Bear Mother also only raised the Passive Concealment Talent to Level 15.

Comparing the two, he was unsure how to judge.

Because Bear Mother had definitely reached its adult form, with a body as massive as a small mountain, there was no faking that.

“Seems like it didn’t place enough importance on concealment, didn’t emphasize low-key actions, resulting in endless pursuits if even a hint was exposed.”

“Now I’m curious, why didn’t the Snow Mountain Great Ape King and that Mad Tiger King act when it was being hunted down? Were they playing a bigger game?”

Wang Wu shook his head, grateful to Bear Mother for its earnest teachings, otherwise, he might not have valued this Passive Concealment Talent from the start.

These are lessons learned through blood.

Once he calmed his emotions, he glanced at his remaining half of food and decisively decided to split his Healing Talent and Danger Perception evenly, raising each to Level 12.

There’s no rush to upgrade further when the opportunity arises later.

“Now, let’s start devil training.”

Wang Wu chuckled; with a satiety of over 5000 and no Poison Pit Dungeon to consume it, what else could he do?

Full-speed running, cross-terrain sprinting, fancy dodge running, rolling, pouncing—anything that could significantly consume Physical Strength and satiety.

When his Physical Strength ran out, he’d rest for a while, then start running wildly again once recharged. The protective array set up by those two Human Race cultivators became Wang Wu’s training ground.

How effective the training was he didn’t know, but it was indeed excellent for consuming Physical Strength and satiety.

He didn’t care about time, didn’t care about day or night at all.

When exhausted, he’d sleep for a bit; when awakened, he continued devil training right where he left off.

At the beginning, he was indeed extremely tired, exhausted to the point of collapse, even an Ancient Giant Bear couldn’t withstand such relentless torment day and night.

But in the end, he persisted.

And as time went on, he felt some of his movements seemed a bit uncoordinated.

For instance, in running and jumping, he could totally adjust to more suitable, more scientific, more effective ways of exertion and running.

These were things that Bear Mother presumably should have taught him; they couldn’t be brought by Bloodline Talent, relying entirely on later training.

But honestly, it’s very difficult.

Extremely difficult.

However, the thing Wang Wu lacked the least now was time, and he had plenty of Physical Strength and satiety.

In the past, where would you find such favorable conditions?

No worries about safety or hunger, just one word: Go!

He wasn’t even afraid of getting injured,

embracing all sorts of dangerous, exaggerated, even deadly attempts.

Because he clearly knew that one day, when he’d need to leave here, this utopia-like pure land would be gone forever; such an opportunity is too rare, isn’t it?

Why wait any longer to enhance his software and hardware!

Time flows silently.

Wang Wu has turned night into day, completely losing track of time; he’s truly immersed himself, not even caring about upgrading his Healing Talent and Danger Perception Talent.

After satiety expires, he devours a feast, symbolically leveling up, and doesn’t bother to look at the effects of the new upgrades, diving right back into training.

He’s almost possessed.

Like this, who knows how long it has been; he’s upgraded his Healing Talent to Level 12 and his Danger Perception Talent to Level 13, then suddenly ran out of food, just abruptly depleted his resources.

The food reserves of those two Human Race Cultivators, meant to last four to five years, were depleted by his voracious consumption.

Wang Wu even stands dumbfounded on the spot, almost forgetting who he is. Truly, during this time, he has completely immersed himself, seeing himself as a bear, because without doing so, he couldn’t correct his subtle movements and various behavioral habits during training.

Because he needs to hunt, needs to fight!

In battle, there’s no room for hesitation and no margin for error.

After a long while, he finally laughs heartily.

Feeling reborn through bloodshed, never has he been so confident in himself.

It’s truly like a secluded cultivation retreat.

And at this moment, two messages quietly emerge.

“Due to prolonged consumption of food above Ninth Grade, the vitality in your body has surpassed the current limits, your Level 12 Healing can now be activated 12 times consecutively, and you have gained 1 free attribute point.”

“Due to prolonged high-intensity activities, your body coordination has greatly improved, increasing your basic agility by 5 points, your basic power by 5 points, and your physical strength by 50 points.”

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Wang Wu was stunned, can this really happen.

Who exactly said that eating one’s fill, coupled with intense training, wouldn’t passively enhance basic attributes?

Proven that when conditions are met, anything is possible.

Innate versus acquired are not clearly defined.

However, this is a bit exaggerated.

Once Wang Wu realized this, he was exceedingly joyous.

Opening the attribute bar, he saw red “+” signs glowing next to Life Value, Physical Strength, Power, Agility, Defense, Satiety, and Vitality among his basic attributes.

This is the manifestation of free attribute points.

Yet, Wang Wu wasn’t fixated on the term free attribute points, because honestly, he couldn’t find another term that would instantly resonate with him.

Yes, he never quite understood the concept of vitality, but now he gets it.

This is what being full of energy means.

With enough vitality, he could digest faster.

With enough vitality, while previously he could only activate Healing Talent 5 times in succession, this has now become 12 times.

Now it’s even substantial enough that he’s accumulated 1 free attribute point.

“This is what being full of life means, indeed it’s hard to quantify with numbers but it certainly exists.”

“Just like someone diagnosed by a doctor as sub-healthy. If truly engaged in certain activities, his strength, agility, and that of the healthy are similar, but clearly, he tires more easily, lacks concentration, and once sick, he suffers more severely.”

“As for me, when I first arrived, I fear I was underdeveloped, perhaps even a premature birth. Various weaknesses and congenital deficiencies plagued me until now there’s been some progress.”

“I didn’t even have a sufficient breastfeeding stage at the very least.”

“Now due to intense training, my body coordination has greatly improved, directly granting me 5 points of agility, which is easier to understand.”

Wang Wu grinned widely, reflecting on the past year, where he mostly bided his time in ambush and cowardice, leading him to believe he was indeed a Dog Bear.

Always lying low, the possibility of exercise seemed fantastical!

He simply didn’t have opportunities to train.

Even if there were, he’d still need to fill his belly.

Whoever experienced days of rationing food knew the struggle.

Martial arts thrive on wealth; this is crucial.

In the past month, he feasted and drank, compressing his sleep to merely two hours, while the rest dedicated to exercise.

Put simply, with his current physique, being called a muscle demon bear isn’t far-fetched.

But the prerequisite for all this remains, to eat well, eat heartily!

When he arrived, he was only 1.4 meters tall, weighing approximately 550 kilograms.

Now, he’s grown over 2 meters tall, weighing at least 800 kilograms.

Not a shred of fat.

No need for mirrors, he felt his imposing presence within.

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