Xu Ke forced his trembling hands still. He controlled his numb, rigid body, settling into a cross-legged position before closing his eyes.
He began to circulate his Cultivation Technique.
Incredibly, despite the excruciating pain, Xu Ke forced himself into a meditative state!
The ultimate purpose of a medicinal bath was to increase one's strength. If he didn't cultivate now, he'd be wasting over thirty thousand.
In truth, no one in the Martial Artist world would ever use such potent herbs this way. They were cautious even when ingesting them, let alone immersing themselves in a full medicinal bath. It wasn't that they couldn't conceive of it, but that they couldn't withstand it.
Spending thirty thousand on medicinal herbs was easy. Successfully soaking in them was the real problem. Even someone like Song Zhong wouldn't be cultivating if he took a dip in this bath—just not passing out cold would be a testament to his fortitude.
