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

Inside the cave, the yin and yang energies intertwined and churned.

The night was very deep.

The cold wind howled all night on Black Crow Mountain.

The Six Yin Soul-Locking Array operated silently in the night wind, sealing off the violent spiritual energy fluctuations within the cave behind a gray mist without letting them escape.

Occasionally, the mournful cries of black-bellied crows echoed from the foot of the mountain, sounding particularly desolate in the cold wind.

Until the next morning.

The first rays of dawn pierced through the gaps in the array, like a thin golden thread entering the cave.

The light fell into the stone chamber, creating an extremely subtle scene.

Li Yang stood by the stone bed, slowly and methodically tidying up the rather disheveled plain silk dress.

The silk skirt was covered with deep and shallow pleats, as if it had been repeatedly kneaded and rubbed countless times.

Her complexion was remarkably rosy, and her fair skin had a healthy glow.

Those phoenix eyes revealed a kind of excitement and satisfaction after eating and drinking to one's heart's content.

His overall energy and spirit were completely different from when he first arrived last night.

If Li Yang last night was a half-withered flower tormented by hidden wounds for more than ten years, then at this moment she is a peony that suddenly blooms after a rainstorm, dazzlingly beautiful.

She could clearly feel that after a night of frantic exploitation, the purity of her spiritual root had taken a small but solid step forward.

Each time Yin and Yang meet, an extremely subtle impurity is stripped away and refined from the depths of the spiritual root.

Little by little, great things are achieved; grains of sand can be piled up to form a tower.

She turned her head and glanced at the person on the stone bed.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

That curve carried a hint of cruel satisfaction, and something that I couldn't quite put my finger on—whether it was guilt or heartache.

"I'll come again tonight."

She left those four words.

Li Yang picked up the black cloak draped over the stone bench, casually put it on, pulled up the hood, and covered her overly bright and beautiful face.

With a flicker, he escaped from the cave like a wisp of smoke through the crack left by the Six Yin Soul Locking Array.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

A gray mist slowly closed in behind her.

The cave returned to a deathly silence.

Lin Yuan lay on the stone bed in a "wood" shape.

Limbs spread out.

Not moving at all.

He stared blankly at the rough rock face of the dome above him, his eyes revealing a rare, soul-deep despair.

My whole body aches and aches.

It wasn't the kind of soreness that comes from over-cultivation causing swollen meridians, but rather a soreness that seeped from the very bones.

"Even the donkeys in the production team wouldn't dare to be used like that."

Lin Yuan's lips twitched.

He sat up slowly, extremely slowly. Each movement was accompanied by the cracking and popping of his joints.

He reached out and rubbed his lower back, which was so sore it was almost numb, his expression indescribable.

After tasting the sweetness, this woman became even more insane than that female demon, Wen Yuci.

Warm rain porcelain is deadly.

Li Yang... this is going to drain his bone marrow.

but.

Tucao returns to Tucao.

Lin Yuan looked at the small golden characters at the bottom of his eyes.

After Li Yang broke through to the mid-stage of Core Formation, the attribute points provided by a single face-to-face arduous training session were directly doubled.

It went from 1,000 points to 2,000 points.

And this woman last night—

I binged it ten times.

Remaining attribute points: 52658

With continued accumulation of knowledge and experience, one can eventually become a fifth-grade alchemist.

More importantly, Lin Yuan immersed his consciousness into his body, sensing the changes in his Qi Sea and meridians.

His spiritual root also underwent a transformation. Originally a low-grade spiritual root that was impure and absorbed spiritual energy very slowly, under the accumulation of the Yin-Yang Limitless Creation Great Law, all impurities were removed and refined.

The purity of the spiritual root underwent a qualitative leap.

Mid-grade spiritual root.

His perception of the surrounding spiritual energy became several times clearer. With each breath, the spiritual energy from the outside world no longer required effort to draw in, but instead naturally seeped into his body through his meridians and pores, making the refining speed more than twice as fast.

The pain was real. But the benefits were truly amazing.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged, enduring the soreness in his meridians, and began to circulate his true energy to recover his strength.

The two-week deadline for his life or death is still pending. Wen Yuci's Breaking Calamity Pill requires precise control of the Earthly Fiend Netherfire. He must restore himself to peak condition before Li Yang "comes to sweep" him again that night.

Furthermore, these attribute points should be transformed into trump cards that can crush Wen Yuci.

Taking advantage of the absence of others, Lin Yuan resumed his alchemy practice, this time refining more than ten batches of pills in one go.

Then he went to the training room to practice his skills by swallowing pills.

Once the pill enters the abdomen, its medicinal properties dissolve.

A massive amount of spiritual energy exploded in the dantian and rushed into the meridians along the circulatory pathway.

Lin Yuan immediately closed his eyes, concentrated, and circulated his magical power.

This time the experience was completely different.

In the past, when people took Peiyuan Pills, after the powerful medicinal effects dissolved in their bodies, a large amount of spiritual energy could not be captured by the inner walls of their meridians in time.

The dissipated spiritual energy is like sand slipping through your fingers, seeping into the air through your pores and being wasted.

Inferior spiritual roots have extremely poor affinity for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and their capture efficiency is ridiculously low.

Each time a pill is refined, less than 30% of its medicinal power is actually absorbed; the remaining 70% is simply fed to the air.

But it's different now.

As the medicinal power transformed into a torrent of spiritual energy surged through the meridians, it was as if countless invisible little hands grew from the inner walls of the meridians. Every wisp of spiritual energy that passed through was firmly grasped, pulled tight, and forcibly dragged into the circulation path of the main energy cycle.

The portion of the medicinal power that would normally escape from the body through the pores is now being held back by a natural, unforced force.

Mana droplets rapidly condensed within the dantian. One drop, two drops, three drops. The rate of condensation increased visibly.

Lin Yuan circulated his energy through a full cycle.

Open your eyes.

The medicinal power that originally took an hour to fully refine was completely digested in less than half an hour this time. The absorption rate jumped from less than 30% to over 60%.

The speed of refining spiritual energy has nearly doubled compared to the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

This is only the transformation from a low-grade spiritual root to a mid-grade spiritual root.

They were only one rank apart.

However, the difference in their spiritual experiences is like an insurmountable chasm.

"No wonder those cultivators with top-grade spiritual roots can progress by leaps and bounds in a day."

"Just in terms of spiritual energy utilization alone, it's a blatant case of being outclassed. With the same Qi Cultivation Pill, a top-grade root cultivator can absorb 90%, while my old, low-grade spiritual root couldn't even retain 30%. We're all taking the same pill, but one pill from them is equivalent to three pills from me."

This realization made Lin Yuan understand the underlying logic of the cultivation world even more clearly. Spiritual root aptitude has an overwhelming impact on cultivation speed. Without exceptional spiritual roots, even possessing vast resources like the Pill Treasure Pavilion wouldn't allow one to maximize the value of medicinal herbs.

Continuously utilize the Yin-Yang Creation Technique to transform one's spiritual root.

This is an ironclad rule that must be upheld.

If you persist, what if you can upgrade from medium to high quality? And from high quality to top quality?

Even—to obtain an Earth Spirit Root?

A glint of light flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes.

Only then can he truly exhaust all external resources such as pills, spirit stones, and cultivation techniques, transforming them into real combat power.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and closed his eyes to meditate again.

There are three most pressing matters at the moment.

First, Wen Yuci's Breaking Calamity Pill and Soul Purifying Pill, with a death sentence of half a month.

Second, obtain the second half of the Soul Forging Technique before Wen Yuci forms her core, and then use it to reverse-steal the Soul Devouring Technique mark.

Third, survive tonight.

Time slipped away quietly during meditation.

The magical power within the Qi Sea slowly recovers through one cycle of circulation after another.

Although he is far from returning to his peak condition, at least he no longer feels that hollowed-out weakness.