By the time Liu Fengying returned to Gongdao Village from Wancheng, Mo Xiaoman had just completed an arduous trial—what could even be called a painful metamorphosis.
In her past life, Mo Xiaoman had loved watching movies and TV. She wasn't picky about the genre—be it domestic or foreign, romance or idol dramas, mysteries, fantasies, sci-fi, historical, or modern—she watched whatever she came across. She had a vague understanding of the legendary Bone Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Forging, but experiencing it for real felt like a total rip-off. It was a true life-or-death struggle, like taking a round trip through the gates of hell and back!
In truth, she knew she shouldn't complain and ought to be grateful. 'This was the Black Mountain Spirit Lord showing great mercy by helping me. If he had been too lazy to offer guidance, if he hadn't intervened, who knows how long it would have taken for me to make this kind of progress!'
