After Darren stopped transferring the vital energy, he felt much better. But some of his meridians had been severely injured.
After he rested for a few moments, Darren tried to use the Meridians Refining Scripture to heal the damaged meridians, but he failed. The two internal forces had broken his meridians, and it was impossible for him to fix it.
"Am I going to stay a loser?" Darren was hopeless at the moment.
Darren frowned at the irony of the situation. He could use spiritual energy to improve his talent, but once he had absorbed it into his body, it would turn into internal force and injure his meridians.
"Well, maybe I should take a break and solve the problem step by step," Darren said.
Convinced that a good night's rest would give him a fresh perspective, Darren went to bed early.
Although he was hoping to solve the challenge he faced, Darren felt disappointed that he could neither absorb spiritual energy nor transfer vital energy.
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Another night passed. Darren was woken by the sound of someone knocking at his door in the early morning hours.
Darren hadn't slept well at night. He wearily rubbed his eyes, stood from his bed, and made his way to the door. He frowned when he opened the door.
"Darren, I have brought the resources the sect has assigned to you. Come and take them," a disciple standing at Darren's door casually said. The frown on Darren's face grew deeper when he noticed that the disciple had a blank expression on his face. Then, without warning, the disciple threw a pile of spiritual herbs in front of Darren.
"Humph. This is so ridiculous. What rules is the sect following? Why are they always giving a loser like you so many resources? It is so unfair. What a waste!" Without waiting for Darren to reply, the disciple continued murmuring to himself, "Every day, someone fights with another member for resources like these as they are rare and precious. But the sect just gives them to you! I'm afraid that you will not have the chance to enjoy them."
After finishing, the disciple cast a disdainful glare at Darren before walking away.
Looking at the pile of invaluable spiritual herbs, Darren forced a bitter smile. These medicines were useless to him now.
He felt discouraged at the thought. Nevertheless, Darren pulled himself together, randomly picked a spiritual herb from the ground, and started to absorb its spiritual energy.
The spiritual herb was very precious. It took a person at least twenty hours to absorb energy from one herb. However, its effect was as good as a person spending half a month practicing skills. So, Darren was tempted to try.
As soon as Darren began, a tremendous amount of spiritual energy flew into his body, turned into internal force, and tore his meridians apart. The pain was so intense that Darren screamed in agony.
"Maybe I am doing something wrong. I could absorb spiritual energy from the cardiac core of the level eight beast that day. Why do I have to absorb it from the spiritual herb like this?" Darren wondered. A thought suddenly flashed through Darren's mind. After he grasped that special skill and knew how to acquire spiritual energy from the cardiac core, he was elevated to a higher level and didn't have to absorb spiritual energy like others.
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