It wasn't fast. It wasn't rushed. But I was meticulous—thorough—leaving no stone unturned.
I could feel it working, reshaping me from the inside out, refining everything down to its purest form.
With a clear mind, I made my decision. I wouldn't hold back. If this method required my pores to open, then I'd open them. The Ninth Yin Metal Method was already reinforcing my foundation—why hesitate now?
But I couldn't do this in front of her.
This perverted girl had sharp senses, sharp instincts. She'd catch on immediately, make a big deal out of it, and start nagging me to stop.
The others wouldn't be any better. Emotional blackmail, exaggerated concerns, endless warnings—holding me back for my own good.
No.
I needed to do this alone.
But for now, I had to change the subject.
"What else do I need to know?" I asked, keeping my tone casual. I'd handle my cultivation at night.