Cultivation Online novel Chapter 1950

After being struck by the ice knight and being cursed with Glacial Trace, Yuan inspected his body.

'My body definitely feels colder now, but it's not enough.'

Since a single curse wasn't enough to see any difference, Yuan decided to let the ice knight strike him a few more times.

<You have been cursed with Glacial Trace>

<You have been cursed with Glacial Trace>

<You have been cursed with Glacial Trace>

Although Yuan took no real damage or injuries from the ice knight's attacks, a glowing blue chain-like tattoo would appear across his body with each strike, each mark representing a single Glacial Trace.

After accumulating ten Glacial Traces, Yuan finally sensed a change. His cold resistance had weakened to the point where the fifth floor's environment now felt genuinely threatening. However, in exchange, his cold resistance was strengthening at a noticeably faster rate than before.

Naturally, Yuan wasn't the first individual to have considered this reckless action. However, he was definitely the first to weaken himself so much.

The middle-aged man standing guard outside the palace had been watching Yuan out of curiosity and was dumbfounded by Yuan's actions.

"Ten Glacial Trace! His Supreme Cold Resistance is now only as strong as Super Cold Resistance! What a reckless human!"

He'd seen impatient individuals purposefully receiving Glacial Traces to speed up their training before, but most of them only dared to receive one or two Glacial Traces. Even the most reckless individual to train at the Frozen Palace has only accepted seven Glacial Traces. Yet, Yuan went ahead and purposefully received ten Glacial Traces at once.

However, that was only the beginning of the guard's shock, as Yuan decided to receive even more Glacial Traces, racking up twenty Glacial Traces in total.

"This is more like it."

A smile tugged at Yuan's lips as he shattered the ice knight after accumulating twenty Glacial Traces.

By now, his cold resistance had dropped to the level of Powerful Cold Resistance—a full two stages lower than the recommended threshold for surviving on the fifth floor. Yet despite the overwhelming cold, his excitement only grew.

The other four individuals training on the fifth floor finally turned their attention to Yuan, their faces filled with shock and disbelief as they realized what he had done to himself.

Lowering his cold resistance to such a dangerous level in this environment was nothing short of madness—and yet he stood there, unyielding.

"Who is that? I've been training here for over a hundred years, and this is my first time seeing him," one of them questioned out loud.

"He's a human, too."

"Hmph. Whoever he is, he won't last long with that many Glacial Traces on him. I'll give him a few days at most before he is forced to leave or dies," one of them sneered.

After showing brief interest in Yuan, the four individuals quickly returned to their own training.

Hours turned into days.

A week had passed since Yuan arrived on the fifth floor and started training his Cold Resistance. The others believed that he would only last a few days, but he persisted for an entire week and didn't appear to be giving up anytime soon.

A month later, the middle-aged man who usually guarded the entrance unexpectedly appeared on the fifth floor, drawing puzzled looks from those training there. It was the first time any of them had seen him abandon his post.

The four individuals itched to approach Yuan and strike up a conversation, curiosity burning in their eyes. However, bound by the strict rules of the training ground, they didn't dare disturb him, knowing that even a simple word could be seen as interfering with his training. _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}