What does my ancestor's pregnancy have to do with me, a mere servant?

Seemingly seeing through the fervor in Lin Yuan's eyes, Lin Feilu's lips curled into a mocking smile.

With a slight flick of her wrist, the jade slip traced an arc and fell into Lin Yuan's hand.

"Here's the cultivation technique."

Lin Feilu folded her hands inside her wide sleeves, reverting to her aloof and unapproachable demeanor. But this time, she didn't rush to leave. Instead, she turned to the side, leaned against the stone wall, and scrutinized the jade slip in Lin Yuan's hand with the same disdainful gaze one would use to examine an ant.

"But I have to warn you, lest you die without even knowing how you died."

"The more advanced the cultivation technique, the higher the threshold for mastery. The requirements for comprehension and control of divine sense in the 'Formless Mortal Transformation Technique' are almost demanding. This is not something you can master simply by putting in effort."

"I possess a top-grade spiritual root, one in ten thousand."

Lin Feilu slightly raised her chin, her phoenix eyes revealing undisguised pride.

"Even with my talent, when I first obtained this technique, I practiced it day and night, using calming pills to suppress my inner demons. It took me a whole year to barely scratch the surface and begin to understand it."

She paused, then, as if feeling it wasn't enough, added another blow.

"Among the exceptionally talented senior brothers and sisters in the inner sect, some took three years to even begin to understand the basics, while others have been practicing for five years and are still only at the superficial level."

"Since Junior Brother only reached the second level of Qi Refining after ten years of farming in the outer sect, he must have a low-grade spiritual root and his comprehension is mediocre."

"You obtaining this technique is like a beggar obtaining a peerless sword manual. It looks impressive, but you can't even understand the first page."

"I won't stop you from practicing, but I bet you won't even be able to figure out the meridian circulation route within three years."

"For our sakes, I advise you to go to the black market tomorrow and buy a decent invisibility talisman to fool us. Don't dream of instant success; if you suffer a qi deviation, don't blame your senior sister for not warning you."

The barrage of taunts and sarcastic remarks was over.

Lin Feilu breathed a slight sigh of relief, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. It was as if by belittling Lin Yuan, she had regained a psychological advantage and a sliver of dignity as an inner sect genius.

Lin Yuan held the blue jade slip in his hand.

He didn't care about Lin Feilu's sarcastic remarks.

In fact, he even felt a little amused inside.

The woman thought she was undermining his confidence, but little did she know that the more mysterious and exaggerated her words were, the happier he became—it meant that the technique was indeed a good thing and worth spending attribute points on.

"You don't need to worry about that, Senior Sister." Lin Yuan put the jade slip into the storage bag at his waist, raised his head, and revealed an extremely amiable smile.

That smile held no resentment, no embarrassment, not even a trace of the awkwardness one would expect after being mocked. It was as calm as a stagnant pool.

"If you lack the necessary skills, you can make up for it with hard work. I may not have many other strengths, but I am good at enduring loneliness and willing to put in a lot of hard work."

Lin Feilu frowned slightly.

This reaction is wrong.

"It's late." Lin Yuan turned and walked towards the stone bed, waving his hand to dismiss her. "It's windy outside, Senior Sister, go back and rest early. Remember to be on time tomorrow night at the same time."

The last four words, though light and airy, pierced Lin Feilu's heart like a fine needle.

The feeling of humiliation surged up again, ten or a hundred times stronger than the pleasure brought by the mockery just now.

He swallowed back the curse that had slipped out of his mouth.

"Take care of yourself!"

Leaving behind four words, Lin Feilu abruptly flicked his sleeves, turned around, and stepped out of the cave.

The cave returned to deathly silence.

Lin Yuan sat on the edge of the stone bed, listening intently.

The footsteps grew fainter and fainter as they approached, eventually disappearing completely into the night wind.

He then took out the cyan jade slip again.

The jade slip gleamed faintly under the moonstone's light, and the fine spiritual patterns on its surface seemed to flow slowly like water.

He took a deep breath and pressed the jade slip to his forehead. His divine sense slowly probed into it.

"boom--"

A massive and obscure flow of information poured into his sea of ​​consciousness from between his brows.

Like a turbid, surging river bursting through its banks, carrying countless fragments, it poured wildly into his mind.

The scriptures are ancient and obscure; every word feels like it's been etched into my mind with a red-hot iron knife, searing and profound.

It was a huge labyrinth consisting of 365 acupoints and 72 hidden meridians.

Each meridian has a unique frequency of spiritual energy circulation, and each acupoint has a strict opening sequence and injection requirements.

Lin Yuan understood why inner disciples would suffer from qi deviation.

For any cultivator without a foundation, just understanding this meridian route diagram, which is even more complex than a celestial book, would take months, let alone actually operating it.

Lin Yuan removed the jade slip and his thoughts stirred slightly.

Before my eyes, that familiar line of small golden characters rippled out like waves, slowly emerging into my field of vision.

[Technique: Formless Mortal Transformation Technique (0/10) (Points can be added)]

Remaining attribute points: 198

Lin Yuan looked at the new options that appeared on the panel and a pleased smile appeared on his lips.

Ten attribute points are deducted.

The golden characters beneath his eyes pulsed violently, their light intensifying. Information flowed in again, but this time it wasn't obscure scriptures; instead, it was solid muscle memory and experience in circulating spiritual energy.

It was as if he had been practicing this technique day and night for several years, condensing all the detours, misunderstandings, and insights from the initial stage into his mind in this instant.

The golden light flashed and then the image was frozen in time.

[Technique: Minor Success of the "Formless Transformation Technique" (0/100) (Points Can Be Added)]

Remaining attribute points: 188

Lin Feilu spent a year diligently studying and using top-grade calming pills to reach the entry level, but he crossed it in the blink of an eye.

But Lin Yuan did not stop.

Small achievements are not enough.

The minor achievement can only conceal one's cultivation level, and in a place like the Xuan Yin Sect where powerful figures abound, this level of concealment is practically useless.

One hundred attribute points were poured in.

[Technique: "Formless Transformation Technique" Great Completion (0/1000) (Points can be added)]

Remaining attribute points: 88

"Buzz—"

A muffled thunderclap suddenly exploded in his mind. There was no "inner demons" as Lin Feilu had described, nor was there a difficult process of comprehending the scriptures. The massive cultivation route map was like a red-hot branding iron, forcibly etched into his muscle memory.

Three hundred and sixty-five hidden acupoints lit up one by one on the map of divine consciousness. Seventy-two delicate hidden meridians that had never been opened before were forcibly expanded under the permeation of invisible forces.

"snort."

Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and let out a very low groan.

A sharp, needle-like pain came from under the skin, but thankfully the pain came and went quickly.

Ten breaths later, everything returned to calm.

Lin Yuan sat on the stone bed, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the spiritual energy within his dantian.

The spiritual energy flowed slowly along the seventy-two new hidden meridians, dividing into hundreds of thin streams that precisely penetrated into the three hundred and sixty-five acupoints throughout the body. The originally outward-emitting spiritual energy fluctuations of the fifth level of Qi Refining rapidly receded like the receding tide.

He deliberately controlled the operation of his cultivation technique, completely suppressing his originally sharp and aggressive aura. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that there were only extremely weak wisps of spiritual energy in his body, making him appear like a complete novice who had just begun to cultivate.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

Inner monologue: It takes a year of arduous training for someone with top-tier spiritual roots to even begin to understand it? A cheater only needs a second.

He dispersed his cultivation technique, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy reappeared.

According to the setting, once the "Formless Transformation Technique" reaches the Great Completion stage, as long as the opponent's cultivation level is not one major realm higher than his, even if he examines them face to face, he will absolutely not be able to see through their true nature.

He is currently at the fifth level of Qi Refining, which means that cultivators, including those at the Foundation Establishment level, cannot see through his cultivation level without special detection methods.

Even Wen Yuci, who was at the half-step Golden Core stage, could not be detected by the other party as long as he did not actively leak his spiritual power.

Cover is in place. Now, it's time to get down to business.

Lin Yuan rolled out of bed and walked to the bluestone desk.

Ten sets of materials bought from Danbaoge were laid out in a row.

Lin Yuan flicked his finger, and a wisp of crimson spiritual fire landed at the bottom of the bronze alchemy furnace.

The furnace walls heated up rapidly. His hands moved in a blur as he grabbed the calming herb and threw it into the furnace.

For the next two hours, Lin Yuan transformed himself into a sophisticated alchemy machine.

Ten sets of materials, ten batches of elixirs.

Ninety top-grade Qi Gathering Pills were neatly arranged in a white jade bottle, with not a single pill wasted.

He picked up the first bottle, uncorked it, poured out the Qi Gathering Pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The pure elixir melts in the mouth.

The powerful yet gentle medicinal force slid down his throat and exploded with a "boom" in his dantian.

It instantly transformed into pure spiritual energy.

Lin Yuan immediately sat cross-legged and began practicing his basic breathing technique.

The already abundant fifth-level Qi Refining spiritual power within his body, propelled by this newly added force, began a violent surge. His meridians were stretched slightly, and the river of spiritual power roared and surged within his body.

……

After six levels of refinement, success will come naturally.

But as the medicine continued to impact the seventh barrier, Lin Yuan frowned.

The river of spiritual energy within the dantian suddenly became congested at a certain confluence of meridians—like a rushing river encountering a huge reef.

This is the bottleneck for cultivators entering the late stage of Qi Refining. The vast majority of cultivators with low-grade spiritual roots will be stuck at this bottleneck and unable to make any further progress.

Lin Yuan swallowed the entire bottle of top-grade Qi Gathering Pills.

"Click."

With a soft sound, the meridians were opened. A torrent of spiritual energy rushed past.

Seven layers of Qi Refining.

With the breakthrough, his divine sense also grew slightly stronger, and his perception range expanded to a distance of fifty feet outside the cave.

He could clearly sense the insects crawling in the cracks of the stone outside the door, and the faint scent of the newly revived purple spirit grass in the spirit field ten feet away.

Lin Yuan did not revel in the thrill of his breakthrough. His realm had just stabilized, and the spiritual energy emanating from his body was extremely intense, like a fireball in the night, making no attempt to conceal the brilliance of his seventh-level Qi Refining stage.

If we go out like this, the entire outer sect's stewards will come knocking on our door tomorrow.

He immediately activated the newly mastered "Formless Transformation Technique".

The newly refined seventh-level spiritual power was rapidly diverted. Lin Yuan controlled most of the spiritual power and forcibly pressed it into the 365 hidden acupoints around his body to seal them off.

The surface spiritual energy fluctuations began to decline rapidly.

Sixth level of Qi Refining.

Five layers of Qi Refining.

The fourth level of Qi Refining.

Ultimately, the Qi mechanism stabilized at the third level of Qi Refining.

Lin Yuan stopped drawing spiritual energy. He stood up, stretched his limbs, and savored the perfect disguise.

The sky was already turning a pale white. Faint light shone through the cracks in the stone gate into the somewhat messy cave.

Lin Yuan walked to the bluestone table.

He put the remaining five bottles of top-grade pills into his storage bag. He didn't plan to consume them at the moment.

Cultivating immortality requires a vast amount of spirit stones, whether it's formations, talismans, or even more advanced elixirs.

He must convert these pills into cash to acquire more spiritual herbs and medicines, and refine even more pills, so that the cycle can continue endlessly.