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

Over the past two weeks, Li Yang has come to realize just how crazy she has become.

She was like someone who had been starving for over a decade suddenly seeing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, completely losing all restraint.

Each time they demand something, they become more greedy and insatiable than the last.

But the allure of spiritual root transformation was too great. So great that she couldn't stop.

With each additional period of rigorous self-cultivation, one's spiritual roots become purer.

This tangible and visible qualitative change is more fatal to a cultivator who has been trapped for more than a decade than anything else in the world.

Li Yang walked to the bedside and bent down.

Long, slender fingers reached out and gently brushed aside the stray hairs on Lin Yuan's forehead that were damp with cold sweat. The moment the fingertips touched the skin on his forehead, they could feel a fine layer of cold sweat that was not yet completely dry.

This face, which usually carried a hint of shrewdness and nonchalance, now showed only deep exhaustion and fatigue. The jawline was defined, but it was noticeably thinner than it had been two weeks ago.

Her fingers lingered on his forehead for a moment.

The wolf-like green light in his eyes finally faded.

Instead, there was a rare, genuine smile, devoid of any self-interest.

That smile rose from the depths of her eyes, carrying a softness that even she herself found unfamiliar.

"Lin Yuan, I'm going into seclusion."

"My spiritual root has just transformed into the Earth Rank, and its foundation is not yet stable. I need to go into seclusion to consolidate my cultivation and transform the potential of my Earth spiritual root into real combat power. This will take at least three months and at most half a year."

Lin Yuan slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Li Yang straightened up.

She fastened her belt, straightened the collar of her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), draped the large black cloak over her head, and pulled the hood up over her head.

His movements were swift and decisive, reverting to the efficient and efficient demeanor of the Danbao Pavilion manager.

When she reached the entrance of the stone chamber, she stopped and looked back.

The shadow of the hood obscured most of her face, revealing only her almond-shaped eyes. The light in her eyes flickered uncertainly in the shadows.

"I'll find you after I'm out of quarantine."

Lin Yuan lay on the stone bed, feeling waves of indescribable soreness in his lower back. From his tailbone to his shoulder blades, every vertebra seemed to be silently protesting.

"Perfect..." Lin Yuan waved his hand weakly, "I'll take a rest too. If this continues, I'll be buried before you even finish your seclusion."

Li Yang chuckled softly.

With a swift movement, she vanished like a wisp of red smoke.

The gray mist of the Six Yin Soul-Locking Array swirled to both sides, engulfing the red figure, and then silently closed behind her.

The cave returned to deathly silence.

The light of the spirit lamp cast a lonely shadow on the stone wall. The herb garden in the corner emitted a faint spiritual glow, the only sign of life in this desolate place.

Lin Yuan lay quietly for a while.

He slowly propped himself up on the stone bed with his arms and gradually sat up.

"Crazy woman."

Lin Yuan rubbed his lower back and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Today is the last day of the two-week deadline given by Wen Yuci.

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

Remaining attribute points: 352658

350,000.

These numbers were earned with half a life.

Behind every zero is a night he gritted his teeth and persevered through.

Moreover, for the past two weeks, he has been frantically consuming top-grade Qi-cultivating pills during the day and using various top-grade nourishing spiritual medicines brought by Li Yang at night to restore his foundation. Combined with the surge in refining efficiency of his mid-grade spiritual root, he has been working on three fronts simultaneously.

His cultivation level has reached the peak of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

It's only a step away from the later stages.

To be more precise—that barrier has been nearly shattered by the immense magical power accumulated over the past two weeks. It's like a dam in a reservoir where the water level has already overflowed the top and it could burst at any moment.

Lin Yuan picked up a jade bottle from the stone table, poured out two top-grade Qi-Nourishing Pills, and put them into his mouth.

The pills dissolve instantly upon entering the throat.

The spiritual energy surged within my body.

The immense medicinal power transformed into two surging torrents of spiritual energy, originating from the dantian and flowing into the meridians along the circulatory pathway. The mid-grade spiritual root greedily devoured every wisp of spiritual energy, its refining speed even faster than half a month ago.

In the past, breakthroughs required finding that barrier, probing its weak points inch by inch, and then gathering all one's magical power to crash into and tear it apart.

But it's not necessary now.

The barrier between the mid and late stages of Foundation Establishment had been deformed, twisted, and cracked by the relentless, day-and-night erosion and pressure of magical power over the past two weeks. The cracks were dense and numerous, resembling a thin sheet of ice about to shatter.

There's no need to deliberately try to break through.

Water overflows when the container is full. A ripe melon falls from its stem.

Lin Yuan simply followed the natural flow of Qi, slowly pushing strands of refined spiritual energy from his meridians into his dantian.

Like the last drop of water being poured into an already overflowing cup.

"Click."

An extremely faint cracking sound echoed within my body.

Crisp. Clean.

The barrier built in the later stages of Foundation Establishment shattered.

The Qi Sea space, which had been compressed to its limit, expanded outward by a full circle in an instant.

The viscous, gelatinous, deep blue magic surged into the newly expanded space like wild horses.

The magical power spun and surged rapidly within the dantian, expanding in volume while its color became even deeper and richer.

The texture of the magic power also changed significantly. The originally slightly sticky, gelatinous magic power was recompressed and condensed in the expanded space of the Qi Sea, becoming more refined and dense.

at the same time.

The spiritual energy from the outside world was drawn in and converged from all directions along the spirit-gathering array patterns of Black Crow Mountain.

Strands of pure energy, like gentle streams, silently seeped into his pores and meridians, filling the void left after the expansion of his Qi Sea.

Accumulate knowledge and experience before unleashing its full potential.

Things will fall into place naturally.

This is the absolute overwhelming advantage brought about by the accumulation of three resources: elixirs, spiritual roots, and magical power.

Fifteen minutes later.

The sea of ​​qi returned to calm. The newly expanded space was seventy percent filled with pure, dark blue magic power.

The flow of magical energy in his meridians was nearly twice as fast as before the breakthrough, and every acupoint was slightly swollen from the abundant spiritual energy.

Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

Late stage of foundation building.

Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

Late stage of foundation building.

The Qi Sea space expanded outward by a full circle, its inner walls as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the surging magical power within.

The magic power was in an extremely dense, gelatinous state, each drop so thick it seemed to be able to be drawn into threads.

Its operating speed is nearly twice as fast as that of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment stage.

Lin Yuan felt the deep, unfathomable power within his body, slowly closed his eyes, and let his consciousness gradually sink.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, it was dark and profound.

In the very center of the void, a dark red skull rune floats.

A dark red light slowly flowed across its surface, and from the two hollow eye sockets, a few extremely fine red threads occasionally extended out, gently resting on the membrane of the sea of ​​consciousness like tentacles, creating a kind of secret resonance with Lin Yuan's soul.

Lin Yuan gathered all his divine sense, condensed and compressed it, and transformed it into a thin silver needle.

Under Lin Yuan's control, the fine needles shot towards the skull runes.

The moment of touch.

The runes glowed brightly red.

The sleeping skull seemed to be awakened, and two blood-red beams of light suddenly shot out from its two empty eye sockets.

The divine sense probe was forcibly pushed back towards Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

He activated his divine sense and confronted the attack head-on.

The solidified soul probe suddenly expanded, transforming from a thin needle into a short spear.

The azure light of divine consciousness and the dark red power of soul devouring collided at the very center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

A silent explosion.

Two invisible forces collided violently within the sea of ​​consciousness. The membrane of the sea of ​​consciousness rippled violently, like the surface of a lake swept by a storm.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

His complexion was normal. His breathing was steady. He had not suffered any visible backlash damage.

"Not much different."