Tian Shu Wu Wang Lu

Inside the stone cave, starlight swirled, like flowing gauze draping the walls. Lin Ye sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, the profound mental techniques of the "Tian Shu Wu Wang Lu" slowly circulating throughout his body. Starlight, like a warm stream, flowed gently through his meridians, carefully nourishing his not-yet-fully-healed internal organs and damaged meridians.

The starlight on his shoulder had long since fallen into a deep sleep, its small body curled up tightly into a soft ball of fluff, its snow-white fur intimately pressed against his neck, and the faint starlight around it overflowing like fireflies, doing its best to soothe his excruciating pain.

Lin Ye raised his hand and gently stroked the little guy's warm back. His fingertips touched the soft fur, and his eyes were filled with warmth. However, deep in his heart, a lingering doubt remained.

Since his arrival from another world, the delivery box that accompanied him has been quietly hidden in his left arm.

In the days before I became an apprentice, whether I was meditating, traveling quickly through the forest, or even fighting to the death, this seemingly ordinary delivery box was never silent.

It silently absorbs the surrounding star power and continuously pours it into his body, helping him to solidify his foundation in the outer gate where star power is scarce. It can also protect him and accelerate his recovery when he is injured. Even during the most difficult years of menial labor, it has never stopped for a moment.

But ever since he became an apprentice and entered the inner sect, this delivery box has suddenly fallen into a state of lifelessness.

From its quiet dormancy when practicing in the Spirit Spring, to its unwavering stance when surrounded, and then to its desperate situation of fighting five opponents alone and being critically injured, it remained as cold as a piece of ordinary iron, neither actively absorbing star power nor displaying its former power to protect its master, and not even letting out a trace of star power fluctuation.

If his injuries hadn't been so severe that they triggered the unique healing power of the Star Ember Ancient Bloodline, and if he hadn't been nourished by the protective stellar energy during his breakthrough, it's uncertain whether he would have been able to recover by now.

This unusual silence was by no means unexpected.

Lin Ye frowned slightly, slowly raised his left arm, and gently touched the takeout box under his sleeve with his fingertips.

The box still has the familiar cold and hard texture, but it faintly exudes a faint warmth. There is no trace of star power flowing through it, and it is as quiet as a forgotten old object.

"After becoming an apprentice, he went silent... Was he damaged? Or is there another reason?" He pondered to himself, his fingertips tracing the patterns on the box again and again, his doubts growing stronger.

Before the thought could be sorted out, the star pivot in the dantian, which had just been stabilized, suddenly began to rotate slightly without warning.

A wisp of pure, extremely refined star power spontaneously flowed through the meridians and directly merged into the takeout box in the left arm.

The next moment, a very faint buzzing sound quietly rang out.

The long-silent delivery box suddenly lit up with a warm, pale golden halo.

Faint star patterns flowed slowly along the original creases of the box, no longer the restless frenzy of absorbing external star power as before, but gently resonating with the "Tian Shu Wu Wang Lu" within his body.

A gentle halo enveloped his arm, transforming into delicate strands of starlight that slowly seeped into his body, gradually repairing the remaining minor injuries and smoothing the blockages in his meridians.

At the same time, a vague yet clear feeling flooded into Lin Ye's mind like a tide.

To establish oneself on the path of enlightenment, one must shed external reliance; at the moment of breakthrough, one must rely solely on oneself.

These eight short words, like a thunderclap, startled Lin Ye, who instantly understood the cause and effect.

This takeout box that accompanied him through time and space was never an ordinary object, but a treasure unique to him and his natal soul.

The starlight that blessed him in the past not only helped him in his cultivation but also allowed him to nurture himself and gradually awaken.

After becoming an apprentice, he entered a crucial stage of establishing his foundation and getting on the right track. Breaking through his cultivation realm is of utmost importance and requires him to rely entirely on his own will, strength, and perseverance. He must not rely on any external force to help him, otherwise his foundation will become unstable and he will find it difficult to make any further progress.

The delivery box never failed to help; instead, it deliberately remained silent and cut off all external support.

It lay dormant in his arm, silent and unassuming, only to force him to completely break free from his dependence on "external aid," and rely on his own fists and will to overcome one danger after another, break through one obstacle after another, complete a true self-transformation, and solidify the most solid and stable foundation.

It has been lying dormant ever since it stepped into the Starfall Secret Realm.

Even though they watched him fight, get slashed, and fly backward with serious injuries, even though they knew he was on the verge of death, they never offered to help.

It wanted Lin Ye to understand that there are no shortcuts on the path of cultivation; only by becoming strong oneself can one establish oneself in this world.

Only now, having successfully broken through to the late stage of the Star Pivot, with his injuries completely stabilized and his Dao Heart becoming increasingly clear, has the delivery box reawakened. It once again automatically absorbs the surrounding star power, silently protecting his body and replenishing the mental energy he had previously consumed, thus completing the most affectionate act of "letting go and fulfilling his wish."

"So that's how it is..."

Lin Ye murmured softly, his fingertips pressed tightly against the takeout box on his left arm, feeling a burning warmth amidst the cool texture.

Deep in my heart, a mixture of realization, emotion, and admiration surged and churned, ultimately transforming into a burning yet unwavering tenacity that rose from the depths of my heart and spread to every part of my body.

In his past life, this box accompanied him through wind and rain, holding hot porridge in the morning and late-night snacks, helping him through countless stormy days of food delivery, and containing all his expectations for life. After transmigrating, it transformed into his most precious treasure, silently protecting and carefully nurturing him, and understanding the profound meaning of "letting go," never indulging him in relying on external forces, but only guiding him to fight and forge ahead with his own hands.

From his composed handling of the training sessions at Lingquan, to his relentless fight when surrounded, and his bloody battle against five opponents, breaking through to a higher realm despite serious injuries, he always believed that he was fighting alone, relying entirely on the tenacity ingrained in his bones as a working-class person to persevere.

Little did he know that this silent delivery box had been protecting him in the most restrained way, helping him walk the most solid and steadfast path of spiritual practice.

He once thought that his perseverance had led to his breakthrough; little did he know that the delivery box had already seen through the true meaning of cultivation—external forces are ultimately just icing on the cake, while self-strengthening is the foundation of one's path.

The silence and inaction after becoming an apprentice were not due to laziness or powerlessness, but rather the deepest form of selflessness.

It understood his unwillingness to give up, his resilience, and the true meaning of cultivation, so it chose to let go and allow him to grow on his own.

Lin Ye slowly closed his eyes, all his doubts vanished, replaced by an unprecedented sense of determination and composure.

He slowly activated the Star Pivot within his dantian, which resonated quietly with the takeout box on his left arm. The pale golden starlight blended perfectly with the star power within his body, and the intent of the Heavenly Pivot Star Fist flowed with the star power, becoming increasingly steady and refined.

With the nourishment of star power and fist intent, his cultivation at the late stage of Star Pivot was completely stabilized, without any trace of superficiality, and his foundation was more solid than ever before.

The sleeping Star Ember seemed to sense the change in the surrounding atmosphere. It drowsily nuzzled Lin Ye's neck, sniffed gently, and then closed its eyes again to continue sleeping soundly. The starlight around it gently echoed the halo of the delivery box, like a pair of guardian stars, quietly accompanying him.

Lin Ye slowly opened his eyes, his gaze subtly concealing its sharpness, yet exuding a resolute strength.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the soft and cuddly Star Ember on his shoulder, then lightly touched the takeout box on his left arm, his fingertips tracing the texture of the box, a warm feeling spreading through his heart.

A fox and a box, always together, never abandoning each other.

He slowly stood up, gently stretched his muscles and bones, and all the hidden injuries in his body were completely healed. His strength was full and abundant, and his control over the Tian Shu Star Fist was becoming more and more effortless. It was as if the power of the fist had been integrated into his bones and blood, and it would flow naturally without deliberate stimulation.

Outside the cave, sunlight filtered through the dense forest branches, casting dappled, warm rays. A gentle breeze carried the faint fragrance of spiritual herbs. The trials in the secret realm continued, and the road ahead still held unknown conflicts and opportunities.

But the forest at this moment is completely different.

He fully understood the secret of the delivery box and truly grasped the essence of cultivation. From now on, he would no longer rely on external forces or take shortcuts, but would adhere to his original aspiration of steady progress, just like the deliveryman who braved wind and rain in his previous life, taking one step at a time, being down-to-earth, never being impatient or rash, and never giving up easily.

A calm and composed smile appeared on Lin Ye's lips as he walked steadily out of the stone cave.

The delivery box on his left arm glowed faintly, continuously absorbing the surrounding star power and silently protecting his body; the star ember on his shoulder slept soundly, soft and adorable, yet always guarding his side.

One person, one fox, one box, and they set off once again.

This time, he fully understood his own Dao heart, grasped his own power, and had a companion to protect him. Fearless of any challenge, he resolutely moved forward into the depths of the secret realm.