Chapter 2273: The Method to Becoming a Giant By the time Tian Yang finished recounting his experience inside Han Zexian’s cavern, the tea had arrived. "These tea leaves are exclusive to this continent—I cultivated them myself," Kulas said as he poured each of them a cup. When Tian Yang took a sip, he immediately sensed a change within his body. His physique had been refined, as though he had just undergone an intense body-tempering session. "My body’s getting a little sore... Aren’t teas supposed to help you relax? I feel the exact opposite right now," Tian Yang said with a stiff smile. Kulas burst into laughter at his remark. "Relax? That word doesn’t even exist in the Giant Race’s dictionary!" "This isn’t going to give me a body as grotesque as yours, right...?" Ren Xia muttered as she hurriedly set her cup down, fearing that her body might become too muscular for Tian Yang’s taste. "Hey, hey—who are you calling grotesque? You have no idea how much effort it took to achieve this physique!" Kulas protested, flexing his muscles proudly. "This isn’t something you can get just by drinking tea, so there’s no need to worry. The tea only strengthens your foundation and repairs most of the damage in your body—even the kind of restoration pills can’t heal. The reason you’re feeling sore is because your muscles were just restored." Kulas shot Ren Xia a look and sighed. "I don’t understand your taste. What’s so appealing about that bony physique of yours? There’s nothing to feel besides skin and bone." "I don’t expect someone built like a walking mountain to get it. Your brain is likely made entirely of muscle, too," Ren Xia retorted. Kulas laughed and turned to Tian Yang. "Why don’t I introduce you to a few women here? Once you experience their muscles, you’ll never go back to that skeleton beside you!" "You looking for a fight?!" Ren Xia snapped. "How dare you suggest my darling sleep with another woman right in front of me!" "What’s wrong with that? It’s not uncommon for a man to have several wives, especially if they’re powerful. I have over twenty wives right now. Or do you intend on keeping him to yourself?" "I know," Ren Xia replied, folding her arms, a hint of defensiveness in her posture. "I’m not fond of the idea of sharing him. But if he genuinely fell in love with someone else, I’d rather accept it than let jealousy destroy what we have." Tian Yang shook his head and said, "I doubt I’ll ever love someone else, especially since I am no longer going on adventures alone, so you don’t have to worry about that." "Never say never," Kulas said. "Alright, let’s put this topic behind us. Why don’t you tell me what you’ve been doing? Especially after we rescued you from the Immortal Confinement Dungeon." Kulas leaned back, closed his eyes, and crossed his arms, sinking into a wordless silence. He broke the silence a moment later. "Truthfully, I barely remember anything after I was freed. My mind wasn’t stable, so I must have wandered for some time. By the time I came to my senses, I had already ended up on this continent." "Then you remember declaring yourself the ruler of this continent? Why did you do something that would only bring attention to yourself?" Tian Yang asked. "I acted on instincts... probably," he replied. "Probably?" "Even after I regained my senses, I wasn’t fully healed," Kulas said with a sigh. "My personality was nothing like it is now, and it took hundreds of years to recover. In fact, I didn’t fully return to my original self until shortly before I reopened the continent." "Then let’s forget the reason behind your actions. How did you create the Giant’s Race? I heard from a giant that you bestowed your blood upon them. Ah, that giant was named Karan." Tian Yang didn’t forget his promise to give the giant’s name to Kulas. "That’s not entirely correct," Kulas said. "My blood is exceptionally potent, to the point where even my children have difficulty refining it, let alone ordinary people. What they carry isn’t my direct blood, but my children’s—derived from my lineage, yet far weaker in comparison. The only time I gave my blood was in the beginning, when I hadn’t fully realized the power of my bloodline." "And how does that work? Surely, they weren’t born as giants." He shook his head. "No. Anyone not born of my direct lineage began as an ordinary human. It was only after they absorbed and refined my bloodline that they became giants." "Your bloodline... then it wasn’t a result of the Great Mammoth Body Refinement technique?" Tian Yang muttered. "Our understanding of bloodlines is still limited. How did you come to possess yours?" "Through trial and error, I suppose. And I’d never share the Great Mammoth Body Refinement technique with ordinary people. Even within my own family, I only teach them half of the full method." "Are the massive beasts your doing, as well?" Ren Xia asked. "Yes. We giants possess extraordinary strength, and ordinary beasts no longer pose any threat to us, which is a problem, since we rely on them for training. So we strengthened them by giving them our blood." He continued, "Of course, training isn’t the only reason. They’re also our source of nutrients. Tiny beasts wouldn’t even fill the gaps between our teeth." "Can anybody receive your bloodline and turn into giants?" Tian Yang then asked. Kulas hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. "Of course not. Many have died attempting to become giants. But we don’t force anyone onto our path. It’s no different from the sects in the outside world—except that instead of teaching cultivation techniques, we offer the chance to undergo the transformation into a giant. Anyone who desires strength may choose it." "How would one even go about requesting such a thing? I didn’t notice any form of recruitment." "You’d be surprised by how many seek us out," Kulas replied with a smile. "Most ask about our methods out of simple curiosity, but some truly wish to become giants themselves, even if it’ll bind them to this continent for the rest of their lives."