The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins

Thinking of this, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but look at the Six-dimensional Attributes in the [Book of Black].

[God]: 2.9

[Dexterity]: 2.4

[Strength]: 2.5

[Essence]: 2.5

[Qi]: 2.5

[Body]: 4.3

Clenching his fists, Zhu Haomiao gently flexed his body, with well-defined muscles shifting like plates of steel armor. It was clearly not a burly figure, but it delivered a visual impact of ferocious violence.

Yet, when he put on clothes, the aggressive oppressive feeling vanished instantly, replaced by a slender, graceful, celestial aura.

His skin was as fair as jade, features deep and delicate, with striking eyebrows and shining eyes, possessing extraordinary elegance...

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar young man in the mirror, Zhu Haomiao rubbed his cheek, faintly realizing that even in the real world, his charm was trending towards the supernatural.

Although it hadn't reached the level in the Illusion Realm where a single glance could make women fall head over heels in love with him, with just a little bit of trickery, except for some mentally strong Transcendents, ordinary females simply couldn't resist his allure.

Even males...

Uh...

A chill ran through his body, and Zhu Haomiao shivered, quickly shaking off the image of Li Cang from his mind.

Amitabha Buddha, no Se Se!

Throwing aside the thought of those long, white, slender legs, Zhu Haomiao slightly furrowed his brows, noticing that his control over various Original Sins was becoming somewhat lax again.

Previously, his LV.3 [Dao Heart] suppressed his LV.2 [Lust] quite steadily.

When he was with Ye Wan Ning and the others, his heart was relatively calm; he had no wicked thoughts, nor did his eyes have a mind of their own.

But now that [Lust] had advanced to LV.3, he couldn't stop fantasizing about what it would feel like to have those pure white, jade-like long legs wrapped around his waist.

This was getting rather outrageous...

With a serious expression, he recalled the turbulent bosom of senior sister, and after a long while, Zhu Haomiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately... he liked both long legs and big chests...

He's not a pervert; he's just simply lustful.

Emmm...

Wait a minute...

That doesn't seem like something to be proud of either...

Frowning with an indescribable expression, Zhu Haomiao cast aside his miscellaneous thoughts, got dressed, and pushed the door open.

"Shuishui!"

Outside the washroom, a little girl looking miserably at her desk brightened up, dropped her pen, and wanted to dive into Zhu Haomiao's arms.

The young man held her head in place, mercilessly pushing her back to the desk.

"No playing until you finish writing a hundred Chinese characters today!"

"Wuuu wuuu wuuu..."

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful, I'll be back later to check."

Ignoring the little girl's tearful, pitiful expression, Zhu Haomiao ruffled her head and left the room directly.

Arriving at the comprehensive gymnasium in the school, Zhu Haomiao found all sorts of professional equipment that would allow him to thoroughly test his changes.

"176 centimeters..."

"81 kilograms..."

First doing the simplest basic tests, although he was mentally prepared, the massive data change still took Zhu Haomiao by surprise.

He had to know that in just these short few days, his height had surged nearly 10 centimeters, and his weight had skyrocketed nearly 20 kilograms!

More terrifying was the fact that his body fat percentage had even decreased slightly.

This meant these 20 kilograms were all muscle, without a drop of water!

Slowly clenching his fist, feeling the overwhelmingly superior strength compared to mortals, and looking at the slender figure that clearly didn't match the weight, Zhu Haomiao knew that he had already stepped into the threshold of Transcendents in reality.

Swish swish~

Throwing punches and hearing the crisp sound of breaking through the air, Zhu Haomiao thought, and nodded slightly.

Normally, a Transcendent with [Initial Heavenly Position] has not essentially distanced themselves from ordinary people in the real world, but he had broken this rule.

General Transcendents might have to reach the [Middle Heavenly Position] to possess strength similar to his current state.

Refining Illusion into Reality, however slight.

The benefits of an [Abyss Level] ascension were even more exaggerated than he had anticipated!

Understanding the profoundness within, Zhu Haomiao continued testing, quickly attracting the attention of others in the gym hall.

"What the hell, what's that kid doing?"

"1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6! Hiss! What's he trying to do? Is he trying to kill himself?"

"Loading six 50-kilogram weights on one side?"

"12×50, benching 600 kilograms?!"

Scanning Zhu Haomiao's slender, thin body, experienced veterans could roughly estimate his strength limit just by the muscle dimensions.

Many stopped exercising, looking at the handsome young man seemingly out of a manga, snickering in a mocking tone.

"Damn idiot, what a poser!"

The instinct to show off oneself as a male in front of the opposite sex is especially common in gyms, but it was the first time they saw someone so overconfident!

"I really want to see what expression he'll have when he can't lift it later!"

"Ha ha, what if he's a [Middle Heavenly Position] Transcendent?"

"Where's such a young [Middle Heavenly Position]? He's definitely a freshman!"

"Exactly, why would a [Middle Heavenly Position] elite come to the gym? They're all cultivating in the Illusion Realm!"

"Stop watching and go help him secure himself, or there might really be an accident."

"What are you afraid of? There's a safety rack."

"600 kilograms though, the safety rack might not hold."

"Don't worry, with those thin arms, he can't even get it off the rack."

"Yeah, if he can lift a 600-kilogram barbell, I'll eat poop standing on my head!"

A muscular young man sneered disdainfully, but the next second, the mocking curve on his lips gradually faded, replaced by incredulous wide eyes.

Not far from them, Zhu Haomiao lay on a training bench, his hands like cranes as he steadily lifted the 600-kilogram barbell.

Then, his not particularly strong arms smoothly lowered it in no hurry, then slowly raised it again without a hint of struggle or tremor.

Just by watching his effortless movements, everyone knew he was far from reaching his limit.

"......"

"Not fun, leaving."

Countless men whose [Dao Heart] collapsed stood up and left decisively, as if they had resolved something, never looking back.

When Zhu Haomiao finished a set of standard bench presses and set the barbell back on the rack, he suddenly noticed the gym hall had become quite sparse.

While those remaining were gathered around him, looking at him with mournful yet curious eyes.

"Big guy, it's not ethical for a [Middle Heavenly Position] Transcendent to bully newbies in the village!"

"Yeah, bro, please stop working out! I have a friend who's sweating a bit; he's feeling uncomfortable. Of course, it's not me, just being considerate about my friend's feelings—he's a little breaking down..."

"Right, we don't really feel anything, it's just my friend's mindset is crumbling a bit."