I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 111 - 110 Iron Cloth Shirt Great Perfection (Thanks to the old brother Guardian Messenger for another generous reward)

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Chapter 111: 110 Iron Cloth Shirt Great Perfection (Thanks to the old brother Guardian Messenger for another generous reward)

Iron Cloth Shirt Great Perfection

The remaining experience wasn’t much. Taking the first drop from my personal space, I inhaled it into my body, while Small Knife’s heart simultaneously held two drops.

With the essence blood in the heart, it seemed like the heart’s blood-producing ability improved, and the condensation of blood qi seemed to quicken a bit.

The sky was very dark already, and Small Knife logged out with satisfaction.

The next step, earn experience, condense nine drops of essence blood, the goal is set.

In reality, I opened my eyes, took off the helmet, and could hear the noise outside as my childhood friends all started practicing martial arts after eating.

Next to me, Big Soldier dutifully guarded, with Mountain Dog Ah Shan outside as well.

Striding out.

While eating large and small eggs, listening to my childhood friends talk about fun events in the game.

Everyone’s strength is quite good now, almost Level 30, belonging to the top tier.

Dazed even broke through the Level 30 bottleneck because of Iron Cloth Shirt’s Great Success.

But the others are not bad, having basically established their small groups at the birthplace, considered influential figures as well.

After chatting for a while, Small Knife was full and started cultivating Iron Cloth Shirt.

To boost effectiveness, he frequently consumed Blood Spirit Potion, yet his qi blood still couldn’t keep up with the consumption.

If I condense essence blood, the growth of qi blood would be faster.

A thought flashed, damn, I can try.

Returned to the room to log in, opening my eyes in the game at night, directly forcing the two drops of essence blood from my heart through my pores and instantly stored them in my personal space.

Then logged out.

It’s all my essence blood, hoping it can be used.

Other people’s essence blood naturally would be repelled, unable to integrate into the body.

In reality, Small Knife opened his eyes, immediately took off the game helmet, and eagerly extended his hand.

The innate essence blood from personal space immediately appeared as a drop.

There was a slight discord, but more was the feeling of bloodline fusion.

A thought passed and the essence blood had already seeped into the body through the pores, coalescing at the heart.

With the aid of innate essence blood, the blood-forming function and the ability to condense qi blood instantly improved by about thirty percent.

Soon, another drop also fused over.

As the blood in the body circulated, the two drops of essence blood fully integrated into the blood.

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The slight discord also gradually disappeared with the bloodstream.

Satisfied, he stepped out with large strides.

Small Knife sat cross-legged, beginning to cultivate the Iron Cloth Shirt heart method.

Indeed, the effect increased by more than fifty percent.

No, still not enough!

Just fifty thousand experience, used up.

Disperse!

At the heart, one drop of essence blood condensed, immediately dispersing upon forming.

Small Knife, without hesitation, consumed a drop of essence blood.

The dense blood and qi power immediately fused throughout the body, and at this moment, Small Knife felt his blood boiling with an urge to vent, as if he had endless energy.

"Brother Dao! What’s wrong?" Others were startled because Small Knife’s exposed skin was blood-red, almost smoking.

Small Knife didn’t respond or use Yijing Marrow Cleansing; instead, he rapidly circulated the Iron Cloth Shirt heart method.

The effect was extraordinary, with the abundant blood and qi power quickly converting to true qi, condensing at the dantian as it rotated along the meridians.

When Small Knife opened his eyes again, he had recovered completely.

"It’s nothing! I’m cultivating a cultivation technique." Small Knife waved to everyone.

"The boss is the boss! Doesn’t follow the ordinary path." Mountain Grass smiled, changing the topic.

"Seventy percent!" Small Knife had a delighted expression, as just one drop of essence blood pushed his true qi to seventy percent, nearing full dantian which leads to perfection, forming the true qi iron cloth shirt for protection.

After stretching his muscles, he felt in good form, without any discomfort.

Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged again, shattering the second drop of innate essence blood, turning into qi blood that merged into his body.

As Small Knife was painstakingly cultivating!

A sound of commotion erupted, as the main group returned.

They brought back a large amount of supplies and such.

Er Gouzi at the forefront was cursing, with an unhappy expression.

"Brother Er Gou, the rich men learn to be bad!" Over here, Mountain Grass noticed haltingly, and laughed.

The others were equally displeased: "Damn, pale-faced Er Gou, you let us down, thought you were above low-level interests."

"The main thing is, you didn’t take us along."

Only Dazed looked confused, not understanding what they were saying.

"Damn, I’m exhausted, all because of the studio’s matters." Er Gouzi raised his middle finger impatiently, speaking the truth.

Unfortunately, no one there believed him.

No way, with his dark circles and pale face, just looked overly indulged.

No one noticed, half a human figure was showing on Er Gouzi’s back.

This phantom’s lower half only now detaching from Er Gouzi’s back.

Er Gouzi exhaled a long breath, feeling his back much lighter.

Returning, his mood improved. This time he would certainly level up in the game, like truly entering it.

No one saw the phantom, its gaze stickily fixed, like it was staring at beautiful women, greedily eyeing the teasing crowd.

In its eyes, each of them was like a blazing flame, with their qi and blood vigorous to the extreme, if Er Gouzi was three or four times a normal person, these guys were at least ten times that!

Absorbing some popularity should be no problem.

He got excited, the suffering over the past few days was worth it; this newly established studio is no joke, these guys must be internal testers.

Hidden internal testers, and a bunch at that; reporting this would definitely be a major achievement.

Cautiously approaching, while abundant qi and blood were highly attractive, they were also like flames immensely damaging for a soul body like him.

"Damn it!" As he neared, he suddenly retreated quickly, his expression drastically changed.

Impossible.

His figure dimmed noticeably, clearly injured.

Cautiously avoiding the others, he looked from another direction at the target.

Previously unnoticed was someone sitting cross-legged, body obscured, and the qi blood flame around this person, in his soul body’s eyes, was far scarier than all these people combined.

Too terrifying, not only could he not absorb human popularity, even approaching was a dead-end.

Too terrifying, how could there be such a powerhouse?

Using Primordial Qi Pills to practice game world techniques, not even an internal tester could reach this level.

Genius, demon? Monster?

This world never lacked such people, reaching levels incomprehensible to ordinary folks.

We’ve hit the jackpot, reporting this info would cause a huge stir.

I’d be richly rewarded, no doubt.

Such an entity, the higher-ups would definitely spare no expense to bring them under control, especially during such a special period.

Bearing ruthlessness, breaking barriers for success, were unstoppable.

Heading back now, report, this is lucrative.

With a long exhale, Small Knife stood up, smiling. Finally, true qi filled the dantian, achieving true perfection, able to emit true qi externally, forming a true qi iron armor for protection, truly accomplishing Iron Cloth Shirt, greatly enhancing defense.

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