You're just a single demon beast? I have a whole army of beast tamers!

"Yes." Qin Shou bowed again.

He stepped into the stone hall.

The deeper you go, the stronger the celestial aura becomes. In the end, every breath feels like swallowing a warm ball of spiritual energy, and the spiritual power within your body involuntarily begins to stir.

In the center of the stone hall is a pond about half an acre in size, with silvery-white water and a thin layer of mist floating on the surface.

The bottom of the pool was covered with densely packed milky-white stone slabs and several kinds of unfamiliar immortal materials. In the center was a fist-sized immortal array with extremely fine patterns, which was slowly rotating, continuously drawing the immortal spiritual energy floating in the pool water from the ground.

"This is the pool of immortal spiritual energy."

Qin Shou stood by the pool, his gaze slightly narrowed.

He could clearly sense that the water in the pool was not real water, but rather a highly condensed form of immortal spiritual energy.

Every drop contains amazing energy.

Without further hesitation, he took off his outer robe, leaving only his undergarments, and slowly walked into the pool.

The water reached my chest, and an invisible pressure surged from all directions, as if to crush me alive.

At the same time, the immortal spiritual power surged wildly into his body through his pores, rampaging through his meridians, colliding and squeezing with his original five elements spiritual power, producing a faint hissing sound.

Qin Shou frowned, and the six orifices of his body began to circulate in a small cycle on their own.

The six acupoints were like six bottomless whirlpools, swallowing all the immortal spiritual power that surged into the body.

But as soon as he swallowed it, his expression changed drastically.

The immortal spiritual power is too domineering.

He originally thought that with the physical body of a Mahayana cultivator and the six-aperture microcosmic orbit, he would be able to withstand this level of infusion.

But once he actually soaked in it, he realized that the immortal spiritual energy was unwilling to merge with his spiritual energy. Instead, it was like boiling oil being poured into clear water, with every drop tearing at his meridians.

He immediately calmed his mind and, following the method recorded in the jade slip, gradually pushed the immortal spiritual power he had absorbed into his dantian.

The five elements of spiritual power were forced into a corner, while the immortal spiritual power slowly occupied the center and intertwined with the spiritual power, forming an extremely unstable vortex.

Time passed little by little.

For the first few days, Qin Shou felt pain all over his body.

Meridians, bones, and even the sea of ​​consciousness were washed over again and again by that silvery-white immortal spiritual power.

By the seventh day, he had gradually figured out the trick.

Although the immortal spiritual power is intense, as long as half of it is guided into the acupoints through the Six Acupoints Small Heavenly Circuit, allowing the acupoints to refine it first, and then sent back to the dantian, the pain will be greatly reduced.

He activated all six acupoints with all his might.

The first, second, third, and fourth acupoints lit up one after another, like six bright lamps illuminating the body.

Next came the fifth and sixth acupoints. The two acupoints, opened by the Nine Acupoints Returning to Origin Grass, trembled simultaneously, swallowing a large amount of immortal spiritual power into them.

But then, another unexpected event occurred.

After the immortal spiritual power entered the acupoint, it was not easily refined as he had expected, but instead continued to expand outward.

The six acupoints felt increasingly swollen and painful, like six bags being forcibly stretched open.

The veins on Qin Shou's forehead bulged, and he quickly slowed down the absorption speed, leaving only 30% of the immortal spiritual power to be sent into his acupoints, while the remaining 70% was still slowly transformed in his dantian according to the jade slip method.

This situation continued for several months.

Outside the hall, the elderly man surnamed Xun was still sitting behind the wooden table.

He appeared to be resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, he would use his divine sense to scan the depths of the stone hall every few days.

With his True Immortal cultivation, he could naturally sense the rate at which the immortal spiritual energy in the pool was being consumed.

It wasn't very noticeable in the first few months.

But in the fifth month, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise on his face.

"How could this energy consumption be so high?"

He murmured to himself, then turned to look in the direction of the stone hall, a glint of light appearing in his cloudy eyes.

Based on his thousands of years of experience in this place, ordinary cultivators undergoing tribulation can only absorb a limited amount of immortal spiritual power when they enter the pool for the first time, and the water level in the pool drops by about half an inch a day.

Even those with profound cultivation can only descend by about half an inch in a single day.

However, after this man surnamed Qin went in, the consumption of the Immortal Spirit Power Pool almost doubled, and it is still increasing every day.

If it weren't for the immortal array constantly replenishing the water from underground, the pool would probably have sunk quite a bit by now.

"This person is not an ordinary one undergoing tribulation."

The old man frowned slightly, then relaxed. "Could it be that he has cultivated a special technique, making his meridians far wider than those of ordinary people?"

If that's the case, then the potential is considerable.

But with such high energy expenditure, it might not be able to sustain itself.

He observed for several more months and found that the Qin Beast had not withdrawn, and the immortal spiritual energy in the pool was still being absorbed at a rate far exceeding that of ordinary people.

That body was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing everything around it.

"Interesting," the old man muttered to himself, then said no more.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a faint sound of water came from deep within the stone palace.

The silvery-white pool water parted to both sides, and the Qin beast slowly stood up from the pool.

He was soaked to the bone and his face was slightly pale, but his eyes were unusually bright, as if he had just woken up from a long dream.

He didn't wear an outer robe, only an inner garment, and walked out of the stone hall step by step.

Outside the hall, the old man surnamed Xun was still sitting behind the wooden table, with a copper pipe in his hand, smoking slowly and leisurely.

Seeing him come out, the old man put down his pipe, looked him up and down, and suddenly said, "You expended a lot of energy this time."

Qin Shou paused, cupped his hands, and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, senior."

"It's not exactly troublesome, but the Immortal Spirit Power Pool isn't something you can use for nothing."

The old man tapped a book on the table with his pipe. "Take a look for yourself."

The amount of immortal spiritual power you have absorbed in the past two years is more than ten times that of an ordinary person.

Three hundred immortal crystals aren't even a fraction of what's needed.

Qin Shou's eyelids twitched, and he had already guessed what was going on, but he didn't expect the other party to bring it up on the spot.

"According to the rules, you have to make up for the extra part."

"Let's round it up, add another thousand low-grade immortal crystals," the old man said calmly.

Qin Shou frowned almost imperceptibly, but quickly calmed down.

He naturally couldn't afford a thousand immortal crystals right now.

Even if I pawned all my possessions, I would still be far from enough.

"Senior, could you perhaps grant me some time to process this payment?"

He didn't mince words and said directly, "I just arrived in the Immortal Realm and can't gather this many in a short time."

"I didn't expect you to pay now." The old man exhaled a puff of white smoke. "Go back and rest for a few days, and collect it slowly. If you want to enter the pool again next time, pay up first."

Qin Shou nodded: "Thank you, senior. May I ask your evaluation of my transformation this time?"

The old man squinted at him again: "How much have you converted?"

"Forty percent."

"Only 40%?" The old man was clearly taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "With such a big commotion, I thought it was at least 80%."

Forty percent, while not low, is not particularly high either.

"Have you awakened your immortal abilities?"

Qin Shou already had a plan in mind, and upon hearing this, he said, "To be honest, senior, I was fortunate enough to open two immortal apertures when I was in the Spirit Realm."