chapter 2 Take the opportunity to practice!

Time was ticking, and Abraham dared not delay. He immediately focused his mind and began cultivating.
The path of cultivation, Qi Training, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Severing, Body Fusion, Mahayana, Tribulation Crossing, Shattering Void.
The beginning is always the hardest.
Qi Training might seem like the entry level, but it's the most crucial.
Some people refer to Qi Training as Nirvana, which is essentially using spiritual energy to comb through the body's meridians, reshaping the skeleton, almost like rebirth.
Qi Training and body refinement can be carried out simultaneously, doubling the results with half the effort.
"What kind of cultivation technique should I practice?"
After some thought, Abraham decided to use the Azure Dragon Dominance Art he cultivated in his previous life. This Body Refinement Technique was a secret technique of the Dragon Clan, which Abraham obtained by chance.
With everything ready, Abraham had no time to waste and immediately entered the cultivation state.
"Huu."
Abraham's chest rose and fell rhythmically, and two streams of white air flowed in and out of his nostrils. If you looked closely, it seemed like a little snake was playfully traveling through his meridians under his skin.
His bones made a "crack" sound, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Abraham's forehead. His face was almost twisted. It was almost impossible for ordinary people to bear the pain of breaking and reshaping all the meridians and bones.
Abraham's teeth were clenched so hard that they made a "grinding" sound. His whole body was shaking like a sieve, and he let out a dull roar from his throat, like a wounded beast.
After an unknown amount of time,
Abraham began to calm down, but the two streams of white air in his nostrils were flowing out even faster. His skin began to emit a lustrous glow, and his face was also glowing like jade.
As time passed,
The spiritual energy was absorbed by the Five Ghosts Transportation Array and infused into Abraham's body.
Abraham's body flickered, like a star twinkling in the dark, carrying a faint aura.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His cultivation was familiar and smooth, and the speed and results were even better than he had imagined.
Not only had he successfully stepped into the early stage of Qi Training, but the Azure Dragon Dominance Art had also reached the first transformation stage.
He had to thank his cultivation experience accumulated over ten thousand years.
The only regret was that he did not have a drop of Ancestral Dragon Blood.
Actually, the Azure Dragon Dominance Art was also known as the Azure Dragon Nine Transformations Art. The Nine Transformations corresponded to the nine levels of a cultivator. If cultivated with Ancestral Dragon Blood, one could fight against a cultivator of the same level with just their physical body.
Abraham's eyes suddenly opened, the golden light in his eyes swirling. He suddenly threw a punch and hit the stone wall next to him. The entire small dark room violently shook, and the sharp stones on the wall were turned into powder by his punch.
Fortunately, although the Azure Dragon Dominance Art had only reached the first transformation, it could withstand a force of five hundred kilograms, which was enough for now on Earth.
Crack.
The door of the small dark room opened, and sunlight shone in.
"You can come out now." Police Lewis called out from outside.
Abraham slowly walked out. It was already dark, and ten hours had passed in the blink of an eye during his cultivation.
Police Lewis was a little dazed for a moment. He always felt that Abraham was a bit different from when he went in. Upon closer inspection, Abraham was still skinny and frail, seemingly unchanged, but Police Lewis just had this feeling.
Back to cell 4027.
After leaving a warning that they would all be put in the small dark room if they caused trouble again, Police Lewis left.
"How was the taste of the small dark room, kid?"
After Police Lewis left, Matthias, rubbing the mark on his neck, sneered.
"It was quite good."
Abraham walked to his bed and lay down, then closed his eyes.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Abraham, filled with ferocity and murderous intent.
They were waiting.
And Abraham was also waiting... waiting for the arrival of the deep night.
Night fell, and the moon was above the willow branches.
Matthias and the others exchanged gestures silently and quietly approached Abraham on the bed.
Just then, Abraham suddenly opened his eyes, a cold smile on his lips.
"You're so impatient, even though it's not yet deep night?"
Matthias and the others were startled by Abraham's sudden words.
Abraham sat up, looking at them coldly.
"You didn't sleep?" Matthias was surprised. He didn't expect Abraham to be awake.
"I'm waiting for you to act." Abraham's voice was icy cold.
"You..." Matthias's face changed drastically. How did Abraham know they were going to act tonight?
"How I knew... of course I knew. It's just that the price of knowing was a bit high." Thinking of his humiliating death in his previous life, dying under these bastards' random punches, dying unclearly, the resentment in his heart surged uncontrollably.
Although he was reborn, this matter was always a thorn in his heart. If he didn't pull it out, his inner demon would always follow him.
"Who told you to do this?" This was what Abraham wanted to know the most. Who was it that wanted to kill him?
"Ask the King of Hell when you get there." Matthias was hot-tempered. Abraham almost strangled him to death. Even if it wasn't an order from outside, he didn't plan to let Abraham go.
Matthias had trained in martial arts, and before he was imprisoned, he was the leader of a small gang. Although the gang was small, it was all built by Matthias's own fists and feet. Facing Abraham, whose thighs were not as thick as his arms, Matthias didn't take him seriously at all.
Matthias took a step forward and threw a punch with a strong wind towards Abraham's head.
If this punch landed, Abraham would be either dead or crippled.
Seeing Matthias's fierce punch, the others retreated, fearing that they would be accidentally injured.
Abraham's eyes were cold. He reached out his hand, and Matthias's fierce punch was stopped in mid-air.
Matthias's face changed drastically. He felt as if his punch had hit a steel plate rather than Abraham's palm. His arm was in pain from the shock, and half of his body was numb.
The others were stunned as they watched Abraham stop Matthias's punch with just a raise of his hand.
Abraham suddenly kicked out.
Matthias was sent flying by Abraham's kick, crashing heavily into the wall. The intense pain almost made him pass out.
The other prisoners shuddered in fear. They didn't expect the ferocious Matthias to be taken down by Abraham in one move.
Abraham moved again, like a ghost, instantly throwing six punches.
"Bang bang."
The other six prisoners fell almost at the same time, unconscious.
Abraham walked over and looked down at Matthias.
"I ask, you answer. If you hide anything, I'll make you wish you were dead."
Matthias nodded fearfully.
"Who told you to kill me?"
"I... I don't know."
Seeing Abraham's face change, Matthias was so scared that he crawled up and knelt in front of Abraham, "I really don't know, please believe me."
Abraham didn't say a word, indicating for him to continue.
"I committed a capital offense, a death sentence. But on the second day I entered this cell, someone sent me a message, saying they could spare my life. But I had to act according to their orders."
"Their order was to torment me, right?" Abraham scoffed.
Matthias shuddered, instinctively shrinking his head, and carefully said, "Yes, they told me to torment you day and night, not letting you have a peaceful day, but they also said not to kill you. At first, I didn't believe them, but I was supposed to be shot a week after I was imprisoned. When there was no movement after a month, I started to believe them."
"They only asked you to torment me, but why did you want to kill me?"
"It wasn't me, it was them. They knew you were going to be released from prison tomorrow, and they ordered me to kill you tonight. After that, they would arrange for us to be released." Matthias quickly explained.
"They received the same orders, right?" Abraham pointed to the other unconscious prisoners.
"Yes." Matthias nodded. "They also said..."
"What did they say?"
"They said that if we didn't have the chance to kill you, we should feed you this." Matthias fished out a paper package from under the bed.
Abraham took it and opened it. There was a white pill. He put it under his nose and sniffed it, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Although he didn't know the name of this pill, Abraham knew it was a drug targeting the nervous system. If taken, the nervous system would be greatly damaged. Even if one survived, they would become insane and turn into an idiot.
Who was it that was using such a despicable method against him? A strong killing intent radiated from Abraham.
Insanity, idiocy... Abraham's eyes flickered.
He hadn't thought about how to deal with these people before, but now he had made up his mind.
Abraham suddenly threw a punch, and Matthias fell unconscious without even making a sound.
With a cold gaze toward the others who had fallen unconscious, Abraham approached one of them and crouched down. He placed his palm against the person's temple, transferring a surge of his true energy. This process repeated for the second and third individuals, without exception.
Abraham's eyes betrayed no emotion. In seven days, the dormant true energy would erupt, and all these people would become idiots.
By that time, he would already be out of prison.
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