Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

While inserting the needles, Mu Jinglan explained to Mo Chenchen, also intending to divert her attention.

"This body-strengthening technique is called the 'Ten Revolutions Flowing Clouds Bone-Tempering Technique,' which has ten levels. The first three levels temper the skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, and open up the main acupoints throughout the body."

When the needles on her back were ready, Mu Jinglan removed them one by one.

Then he patted Mo Chenchen on the shoulder, signaling her to turn around.

Then they continued administering acupuncture:

"The fourth level begins to temper the internal organs, the fifth level tempers the bone marrow, the sixth level tempers the meridians, the seventh level tempers the inner elixir, the eighth level tempers the spirit, and the ninth level achieves the completion of the golden body."

Why is it called the Tenth Revolution? Of course, it has a tenth level.

But so far, no one has achieved it, so there's no need to say more.

Just like what Mo Chenchen's sixth senior brother, Wen Ruyu, said, in the end, it's best to first get the basics down.

The first three levels are arguably the most painful. Although the later levels are also difficult, with perseverance and patience, you will eventually succeed.

The biggest obstacle ahead is the rare and precious medicinal herbs for the bath.

"You can gather the medicinal herbs from your space for the first three levels, but you'll need to find them elsewhere for the fourth level and beyond. Some things can't be found in the Middle Three Realms; you need to ascend to the Upper Three Realms to find them."

Mo Chenchen lay on the bed, gasping for breath in pain, which did indeed help to distract her.

After the acupuncture was finished, Mu Jinglan pulled the blanket next to her and covered her with it first.

Then he took out the bathtub that Mo Chenchen had prepared in advance from his space. It was extra large and could fit two people lying down.

First, pour in the Lesser Spirit Water. What is Lesser Spirit Water? It is naturally the Level 3 Spirit Spring Water from Mo Chenchen's space.

When Mo Chenchen said it was spiritual spring water, Mu Jinglan looked quite disgusted.

They said, "This isn't spiritual spring water at all; it's just water that has some spiritual energy in it."

It's like that slightly sweet drink being called "little lick water".

Mo Chenchen was a little unconvinced: "You used this water to shower last time, what's wrong? Did it not absorb properly?"

Mu Jinglan simply nodded calmly:

"The spiritual energy is indeed very pure, but its grade is not high enough."

What could Mo Chenchen do but nod and accept it?

Little Spirit Water is just Little Spirit Water; it's incredibly useful to her.

After Mu Jinglan's reminder, Mo Chenchen immediately took out a gourd that could hold water from her spatial storage.

He directly sucked up a whole gourd full of level-three spiritual spring water, saving it for later use in the small world.

When you reach level four, the effects of the spiritual spring water will increase further, and even if diluted, it is not suitable for use outside.

At that time, Mo Chenchen thought she was really smart.

The only regret is that we didn't keep the Level 1 and Level 2 students, which was a bit of a mistake.

This medicinal bath used a level-three spiritual spring, and also included a small bottle of spiritual dew obtained from a secret realm.

Finally, add the various medicines needed for the first stage of body tempering, which have already been boiled with spiritual spring water.

As the medicinal liquid was added to the water, the originally clear spring water instantly turned dark brown and emitted a strong medicinal smell.

Mu Jinglan then turned around, picked her up from the bed, and put her in the water.

As soon as Mo Chenchen soaked in the water, the hairs on his body stood on end.

A piercing, excruciating pain suddenly overwhelmed me.

The spiritual energy in the medicine flowed into the body through the opened acupoints, like countless fine needles piercing the skin at the same time.

Every inch of skin was burning, every bone was screaming.

The pain seeped in from the skin, through the muscles, into the bone crevices, and finally exploded deep in the bone marrow.

Mo Chenchen had never experienced such pain before; the pain of the apocalypse paled in comparison.

Mo Chenchen gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, his face turning deathly pale.

Mu Jinglan sat on the edge of the bathtub, looking at her like this, and his hands unconsciously clenched.

"This first stage is the most crucial. The medicinal liquid will burrow into your body, your blood, your internal organs, and nourish everything about you, just like thousands of tiny insects."

"In the end, it will come out again carrying the impurities in your body. If you give up at the first hurdle, there's no point in talking about the future."

He was even more nervous than she was. Now the two of them were one, and although he was unwilling and resentful of the contract, he was still bound by it.

But when he had no other choice and no way out, he still hoped to become stronger.

Mo Chenchen couldn't hear what Mu Jinglan was saying at all.

She used all her willpower and spirit to fight against her body's instincts.

In order to live more freely in this cultivation world, it is essential to increase one's own resources.

This world not only contains a vast and boundless continent of cultivation, but also many ordinary small worlds.

This is the kind of life she craves most, and she is determined to preserve it.

In order to continue living this kind of life in the future, she will persevere no matter how difficult it is.

Gradually, blood seeped from the corner of Mo Chenchen's tightly closed mouth.

Mu Jinglan was startled, then took out a handkerchief from her spatial storage and quickly stepped forward to pry open Mo Chenchen's mouth.

He stuffed the rolled-up handkerchief into Mo Chenchen's mouth:

"Bite down, but don't bite your tongue off."

Mo Chenchen was covered in sweat, her face was pale, and she weakly opened her eyes to look at him before slowly closing them again.

Mu Jinglan realized that he still preferred the wicked Mo Chenchen.

This looks so uncomfortable.

After a moment of silence, Mu Jinglan reached out and began to massage her shoulders and back.

His palm pressed against Mo Chenchen's skin, and his spiritual energy seeped into her acupoints, helping her guide the flow of the medicine.

He pressed the button while trying to find a topic to talk about, hoping to divert Mo Chenchen's attention.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what to talk about.

In the end, all I could do was look at the medicine in the bathtub and say:

"True spiritual spring water is the essence condensed at the very core of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth; a single drop can bring withered trees back to life. What you have is just diluted; its spiritual energy content is less than one percent."

Mo Chenchen gritted her teeth. What kind of topic is this? She didn't want to talk.

Mu Jinglan saw that Mo Chenchen was ignoring him and knew that his attempt to change the subject had failed.

I could only focus on massaging Mo Chenchen's back, shoulders, neck, and arms with my hands.

After soaking for almost an hour, Mo Chenchen felt that her body was not in so much pain anymore.

Mu Jinglan's voice suddenly rang in my ears:

"Quickly, circulate your spiritual energy and fill all the acupoints in your body."

Mo Chenchen dared not delay and immediately converted her merit points into pale golden spiritual power, which instantly filled her entire body.

Mu Jinglan stared at the pale golden spiritual energy, her eyes filled with shock. This...this...

How is that possible?

Normally, when Mo Chenchen's merit points are converted into spiritual power, they are diluted to the extreme.

So everything is white. This time we're in a bit of a rush, and the body's needs are high.

If you're not careful, the merit points won't be diluted properly and will turn into a pale gold color.

Perhaps ordinary cultivators in this world wouldn't think much of it, but who is Mu Jinglan?

He is a Mahayana cultivator who is already a thousand years old, and his main soul is even a Spirit Immortal cultivator.

Although he did not have the memories of the main soul, he had the memories of those thousand years, so he naturally knew what it was.

How is that possible? How could this woman possess the power of merit? How old is she?