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

three days later.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the futon. The dark red blood aura around his body had long since dissipated, leaving only a milky white true energy radiance faintly visible on his body.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The changes within my body were earth-shattering.

Within the Qi Sea, the original magical power had more than doubled.

The liquid mana became extremely viscous and thick, flowing slowly in the dantian like molten silver.

With every gesture, he exuded strength, and his magical power flowed through his body as easily as his own limbs.

Mid-stage of foundation building.

Although he was forcibly elevated through the use of elixirs, the cultivation of the Yin-Yang Method laid a solid foundation for him.

Therefore, there is absolutely no sense of superficiality.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, focused his divine sense, and sank his consciousness into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

My sea of ​​consciousness is almost twice as wide as it was three days ago.

It has far surpassed that of an ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But in the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness.

There, in a dark corner where no light could reach, a faint glow floated silently.

The glowing light was dark purple, with strange spiritual patterns flowing across its surface.

The Soul-Devouring Technique of Wen Yuci Seed.

From the moment this mark was planted, it was like a poisonous thorn piercing his very bones, constantly reminding Lin Yuan that his life was not entirely in his own hands.

With just a thought, Wen Yuci could detonate his consciousness through this mark, annihilating his soul.

This is a knife hanging over your head.

What he had to do was snatch the knife away and hold it against Wen Yuci's neck.

Lin Yuan mobilized all his divine sense, condensing it into an extremely sharp spiritual spike.

He deliberately compressed the surface of the spikes to its limit.

It stabbed fiercely at the dark purple glowing mark.

hum-

The sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently.

The moment the mental energy spikes touched the surface of the mark, a terrifying mental energy far exceeding that of the Foundation Establishment stage surged out from within the mark.

The power was far greater than Lin Yuan had anticipated.

Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He immediately severed the connection of his divine sense, forcibly disconnecting all channels of communication with the mark. His mental energy receded abruptly, like a hand that had been burned, retreating to the edge of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The excruciating pain lasted for a full ten breaths before slowly subsiding.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

A fine layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead, sliding down his temples and dripping onto his blue clothes, leaving a small dark stain.

He sat there, silent for a moment.

The lingering echo of that terrifying mental force still lingered in his mind.

The spiritual essence of Wen Yuci is ridiculously strong.

Lin Feilu had previously said that this goddess possessed extraordinary spiritual talent, and it seems that he was right.

"It seems the only solution is to raise my cultivation level to the late Foundation Establishment stage."

Lin Yuan muttered to himself.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Furthermore... to be on the safe side, it would be best to get hold of the second half of the Soul Forging Technique as soon as possible!"

At that time, the balance of power will shift.

That stunningly beautiful female demon is about to have her sleepless nights.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, gathering his chaotic thoughts.

Just then, an extremely subtle fluctuation of magical power suddenly came from the edge of the Six Yin Soul Locking Formation.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the stone bed, his fingers twitching slightly.

The formation silently cracked open, creating a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through. Then, the gap quickly closed up the moment the person slipped through, restoring the formation to its original state.

Jiang Huaiyue, dressed in black, moved with a light step as if she were walking on cotton wool.

She removed her black hood, revealing her cool and beautiful face. A sliver of moonlight shone in from the cave entrance, landing precisely on her profile and outlining a sharp and refined silhouette.

"Master." Jiang Huaiyue bowed slightly, her tone respectful.

Her gaze swept quickly around the cave. Smooth, mirror-like rock walls, a large stone bed, and a medicinal garden in the corner emitting a faint spiritual light.

Everything bears the marks of new beginnings.

Lin Yuan stood up from the stone bed and patted the edge of the bed.

"Come and sit down."

Jiang Huaiyue did not hesitate and walked over to sit on the edge of the stone bed. Her back was straight, and her hands were placed properly on her knees.

She was as proper as a female student who had just entered school.

Lin Yuan glanced at her, thinking to himself: This woman kills without blinking an eye outside, but in front of me, she's like a newlywed bride. If it weren't for the contract of the Soul Devouring Technique, who would have thought that Sima Duan's prized disciple would be so obedient?

"Let's begin," Lin Yuan said succinctly.

Jiang Huaiyue nodded gently.

……

After an incense stick has burned.

The magical power receded. The convergence ceased.

The lingering spiritual energy fluctuations within the stone chamber gradually subsided. Only the slightly rapid breathing of the two remained, echoing in the quiet cave.

Jiang Huaiyue straightened her clothes. Her complexion was rosier than when she arrived, and her eyes sparkled with intelligence, making her look radiant.

The mana within his body had become more solid than before. His cultivation at the late Foundation Establishment stage was becoming increasingly robust and stable, and the purity of his spiritual root had also visibly improved.

Lin Yuan put on the blue robe draped to the side and casually tied his belt.

"Is it possible to obtain the second half of the Soul Forging Technique?"

His tone was calm. But when he asked the question, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Huaiyue stopped adjusting her collar, turned to face Lin Yuan, and answered respectfully.

"Master, rest assured. I have already sounded out Master's intentions. He promised that once I reach the Core Formation stage, he will teach me the second half of the Soul Forging Technique."

"I was already exceptionally talented, with a spiritual root that was among the best of my peers in the Xuan Yin Sect. Now, having been baptized by my master's great technique, the purity of my spiritual root has greatly increased, and my foundation of magical power is far more solid than that of other cultivators at the same level. Reaching the Core Formation stage is only a matter of one or two years."

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

One or two years.

It wasn't a long time, but it wasn't short either. But for him, every extra day meant the sword of Damocles hung over his head for another day.

Wen Yuci was not one to sit idly by and wait for her fate. Her divine soul talent was ridiculously strong, and her mind was meticulous to an appalling degree. Once she realized that he was secretly testing the Soul Devouring Mark, she would definitely take action immediately.

By then, he won't even have a chance to fight back.

Moreover, Wen Yuci urgently needs the Cold Marrow Lotus to refine healing pills.

And Lin Yuan is currently the most suitable piece on her chessboard.

One or two years is too long.

He has to speed up.

Lin Yuan reached out and slapped the storage bag. Two white jade bottles flew out, tracing two smooth arcs in mid-air before landing steadily in Jiang Huaiyue's hand.

Jiang Huaiyue caught it instinctively. The moment her fingertips touched the jade bottle, she felt the powerful spiritual energy emanating from within.

She uncorked the bottle.

A rich medicinal aroma instantly wafted out of the bottle.

Jiang Huaiyue looked down.

His expression changed drastically.

The bottle contained neatly arranged, snow-white, lustrous pills.

Each one is perfectly round like a pearl, its surface covered with fine and clear spiritual patterns. The spiritual light is contained within and does not leak out; this is the quality of a top-grade elixir.

Top-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill.

A total of eighteen.

Jiang Huaiyue's fingers tightened involuntarily as she gripped the jade bottle.

She had served Sima Duan for many years and had seen many fine things. But even her master, Sima Duan, who was at the Great Perfection of Core Formation, had only managed to obtain a handful of this purity of the Nourishing Essence Pill through connections and favors.

Lin Yuan immediately offered two bottles.

"After you run out of pills, come here to get more. Improve your cultivation level as soon as possible. I need them urgently."

Jiang Huaiyue held the jade bottle tightly in her palm.

She looked up at the man in the blue robe before her. He sat on the edge of the stone bed, leaning against the rough rock wall. His posture was casual and relaxed, his expression as calm as still water.

A glint of fanatical obedience flashed in her eyes.

"yes!"

Jiang Huaiyue bowed and accepted the order. Her voice was clear and firm.

To be able to follow such a master, let alone be a cultivation vessel, would be worth sacrificing her life for. Powdered pills were plentiful, the cultivation techniques were top-notch, and her cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds daily. This kind of treatment was something she had never enjoyed during all her years as a disciple under Sima Duan.