Zhao Yi's body was constantly growing stronger.

And, increasingly more attractive.

Not in the way one might find male attractiveness from a female perspective.

But a pure aesthetic that combined sheer power with elegance.

If there was a creature that could be likened to him, it would be the Akhal-Teke Horse, known in legends as the "Ferghana Horse."

The Akhal-Teke Horse was renowned for its graceful skeletal lines and perfect muscle contours.

At this moment, Zhao Yi was evolving toward that perfect form.

Little Poison glanced at Zhao Yi, turned her head, and couldn't help but look again.

Zhao Yi was puzzled by her gaze and said disgruntledly, "What are you looking at?"

Little Poison felt a bit embarrassed.

Zhao Yi was greatly surprised.

It was the first time he had seen such embarrassment from Little Poison.

Little Poison tentatively reached out to touch Zhao Yi.

Then exclaimed in awe, "Master, your skin is incredible!"

Zhao Yi heard this, looked down, and was slightly dazed.

His skin was indeed unbelievably smooth.

In just this short period, Zhao Yi noticed he had grown significantly taller.

Originally standing at 1.8 meters, he was now close to breaking 1.9 meters.

This transformation of Zhao Yi's body did not turn him into a ridiculously bulky brute, but instead represented a fusion of power and grace.

Beautiful!

Zhao Yi's skeleton was proportionate, his bones dense and firm, his muscle contours were near-perfect, and the exposed skin was smooth, delicate, and taut, shimmering with a high-grade silvery metallic luster superior even to the "cool white" skin of the top tyrants in domineering boss novels.

The center of his pupils had a peculiar silver halo, appearing extremely mysterious, as if in a dream, giving an unreal feeling.

Little Poison stood by Zhao Yi, hearing the terrifying heartbeat coming from him, akin to encountering a fierce tiger in the forest as a child, with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

If not for her master passing by, Little Poison might have already ended up as the tiger's meal back then.

Now standing before Zhao Yi, those almost forgotten memories surged back into her heart.

Little Poison was struck with a wave of fear.

Zhao Yi gave her a feeling ten times more terrifying than that tiger from her childhood!

Just looking at Zhao Yi, her heart felt oppressed to the point of nearly stopping.

"Master, do you feel unwell?" Little Poison asked worriedly.

Unwell?

Zhao Yi clenched his fist and punched forward with force.

Boom!

The howling fist wind pulled at the mist, stirring up a vortex around him.

Zhao Yi was startled, not expecting his strength to be so immense.

Zhao Yi sensed carefully, then shook his head, "No discomfort at all! On the contrary, I feel great, as if soaking in a hot spring, completely in my element!"

Little Poison was thoroughly baffled, unable to comprehend the situation.

Her expertise lay solely in the arts of poison, with limited understanding in other areas, and Zhao Yi's physical condition was now clearly beyond her comprehension.

Just at that moment.

In the distant mist, another vortex suddenly appeared.

The vortex emerged abruptly, confirming a direction before charging straight towards Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi's expression changed.

If such commotion were caused by a beast from the Secret Realm, it would be a significant threat.

Just as Zhao Yi was preparing for a standoff, Little Poison suddenly let out a cheer.

"General Sister, I'm here with Master."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Zuo Xiaoluo had arrived.

After the previous battle at the camp, Zhao Yi realized that Zuo Xiaoluo was not as harmless as she appeared.

No, in fact.

Zuo Xiaoluo, in the presence of others, was not the harmless creature she seemed before Zhao Yi.

She was a true tigress.

When she roars in the mountains, she truly might devour someone!

With Zuo Xiaoluo's arrival, Zhao Yi relaxed.

The massive mist vortex quickly reached Zhao Yi and Little Poison.

Her gaze immediately fell on Zhao Yi.

Zuo Xiaoluo's expression was scrutinizing and solemn, her eyes fixed on Zhao Yi without blinking.

"What's happening?" Zuo Xiaoluo asked Little Poison standing nearby.

Though Zuo Xiaoluo didn't specify, Little Poison understood she was inquiring about Zhao Yi's condition.

Zhao Yi's physical transformation was so astonishing that even she sensed the anomaly, let alone someone of Zuo Xiaoluo's expertise.

Little Poison shook her head honestly, "I don't know."

Zuo Xiaoluo frowned deeply, "How could you not know? Didn't you enter the Secret Realm with our benefactor?"

Clearly, Zuo Xiaoluo had grasped the rules of the Secret Realm.

People who enter at the same location will appear at the same location within the Secret Realm.

Zuo Xiaoluo was aware that Little Poison and Zhao Yi had entered the Secret Realm together.

According to the rules, they should have been together.

Yet Little Poison claimed she didn't know what had happened to Zhao Yi.

As a Personal Guard, failing to protect her principal was a severe offense.

In a military setting, Zuo Xiaoluo would have long dragged Little Poison out and executed her!

Little Poison felt the murderous intent emanating from Zuo Xiaoluo, recoiling in fear as she explained softly: "After entering the Secret Realm, I was knocked off course by a bird. By the time I caught up, Master's body had already begun changing."

Zuo Xiaoluo withdrew her gaze, looking at Zhao Yi with concern, "Benefactor, how are you feeling? Any unusual sensations?"

Zhao Yi shook his head.

He clenched both fists and unleashed a series of air currents into the dense fog before him.

"I feel great, better than ever!"

Even though Zhao Yi said this, Zuo Xiaoluo's expression did not relax in the slightest.

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