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Everything seemed to fall into place naturally, without any obstacles. Other martial artists would need at least two or three days, or even longer, to condense their Yuan Spirit, and would also face the risk of their Yuan Spirit collapsing. However, Su Mu only took one night to successfully condense a Royal Yuan Spirit that was far stronger than an ordinary Yuan Spirit. His speed was nothing short of miraculous.

All of this was thanks to his extremely powerful golden true fire, the five Spirit Transformation Pills he had taken, which provided him with ample medicinal support, and his strong spiritual body and abundant soul power, which made condensing his primordial spirit twice as effective.

Ordinary elemental spirits are like grapes, wrapped in a thin spiritual membrane. This membrane is a protective barrier that prevents the elemental spirit from being eroded by external forces. The elemental spirit itself, wrapped in the membrane, is like flesh, containing rich vitality and energy, and is the core of a martial artist's power.

The Yuanling is actually the true spirit that is being nurtured. The true essence of a martial artist contains their own vital energy. This vital energy is integrated into the Yuanling, making the Yuanling contain a very rich life force. This is what allows the condensed Yuanling to have spirituality and to grow and become stronger as the martial artist cultivates.

Spirituality is of paramount importance and is indispensable to a primordial spirit. If a primordial spirit lacks sufficient spirituality, it will be unable to transform into a true spirit, and the martial artist will be stuck at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, unable to continue improving and unable to break through to a higher realm in their lifetime.

The growth of a true spirit requires two conditions: first, a sufficiently large body. Therefore, a grandmaster needs to continuously infuse the primordial spirit with true essence to gradually strengthen it and break through the limitations of the body; second, a sufficiently high level of spirituality. The level of spirituality depends on the amount of life force and soul power contained within the primordial spirit.

Therefore, a Grandmaster needs to continuously infuse the Primordial Spirit with their own essence and soul power to enhance the Primordial Spirit's spirituality and prepare it for transformation into a True Spirit.

Due to the scarcity of cultivation resources, most Grandmasters are elderly people over fifty years old, whose physical functions are declining and who find it difficult to infuse their primordial spirit with enough of their own essence; for the same reason, the speed at which Grandmasters' soul power increases is extremely slow, and they are also unable to provide enough soul power to their primordial spirit.

This resulted in almost all Grandmasters being stuck at the early stage of Grandmaster, unable to improve further, and struggling to break through to the middle stage of Grandmaster in their lifetime, let alone reach a higher realm.

Su Mu's Imperial Dao Yuanling was also shaped like a grape-sized fruit, but it was entirely golden and radiant, exuding a rich Imperial Dao aura. Its imposing presence far surpassed that of ordinary Yuanling. Moreover, its spiritual membrane was densely covered with Imperial Dao patterns carved by the "Imperial Supreme Body Technique." These Imperial Dao patterns were similar to the mysterious patterns on gold, possessing extraordinary power that could enhance the Yuanling's defensive capabilities while accelerating its energy absorption.

Su Mu did not rush to use the Imperial Dao Primordial Spirit to reshape his physical body—he knew clearly that the newly condensed Imperial Dao Primordial Spirit was not stable enough and was very fragile. If he was not careful, it would collapse, and his years of hard work would be in vain. Therefore, he planned to stabilize the Primordial Spirit first, and then proceed with the physical body reshaping after the Primordial Spirit was completely stable, step by step, steadily and surely, without being impatient for quick results.

Although he wasn't in a hurry, Su Mu was filled with anticipation—he really wanted to know how much his spiritual body and combat power would improve after using the Imperial Dao Yuanling to reshape his physical body, and whether he could far surpass ordinary Grandmasters and become a true top expert.

To stabilize the newly condensed primordial spirit, Su Mu didn't need to go outside or have much space. He continued to stay in his room on the second floor of the library, focusing on stabilizing the primordial spirit.

He first fed the gold that had awakened from its slumber, letting it go out to wander, play, and forage for food. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and focused intently on infusing his own essence into his imperial spirit to enhance its vitality and stability.

At the same time, he also continuously consumed various pills to refine more true essence, and then continuously injected this true essence into the Imperial Dao Yuanling, allowing the Yuanling to gradually grow stronger and more stable; he also frequently consumed Soul Nourishing Pills to first replenish his own soul power, and then relinquish a portion of his soul power to inject into the Imperial Dao Yuanling, enhancing the Yuanling's spirituality and preparing it for the Yuanling's subsequent transformation.

That golden flame, with the shadows of dragons and roc birds floating within it, constantly enveloped Su Mu's Imperial Dao Yuanling, continuously tempering it. This not only accelerated its absorption of various energies but also enhanced its resilience and defensive capabilities, ensuring that the Yuanling would not easily dissipate.

To avoid being disturbed and affecting the stability of his Yuanling, Su Mu had the Meteorite Puppet guard the entrance of the library as soon as night fell yesterday. As soon as Xiao Anran, Zheng He, and the others saw this cold puppet, they knew that Su Mu was in seclusion and would not rush to disturb him. This allowed Su Mu to concentrate on his seclusion without being disturbed by the outside world.

Two more days passed in the blink of an eye. Su Mu's Imperial Dao Yuanling became more and more stable, and his aura became more and more refined. He was one step closer to being able to reshape his physical body.

Meanwhile, inside the Laifu Inn, Su Feiyang, who was staying in a private room, was extremely depressed, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

Nearly ten days have passed. Although he has not received any conclusive news, he can be certain that the so-called new emperor who intended to join forces with him is indeed dead. Xiao Anxun's return to the throne is a foregone conclusion and there is no way it could be false.

Moreover, there are reports that Xiao Anxun has also become Su Mu's adopted son. Now, in the palace, everyone calls Su Mu the Retired Emperor. Su Mu's status is even more revered than Xiao Anxun's, and he controls the real power of the Great Qian Dynasty.

"What a useless piece of trash! He even messed up the healing process, wasting my great opportunity!" Su Feiyang couldn't help but curse, his heart filled with resentment and anger. He had originally planned to use the power of the new emperor to join forces with Su Mu to eliminate him and seize the treasures from Su Mu's hands. But now, the new emperor was dead, and his plan had completely fallen apart. Everything had become a bubble.

Su Feiyang preferred to believe the rumors circulating in the palace—that the new emperor had died due to a mishap during treatment—rather than believe that he had been killed by Su Mu. After all, he and the new emperor had made a soul oath, agreeing to join forces to deal with Su Mu; more importantly, there hadn't been any major energy fluctuations within the palace. If a True Martial Realm expert had been killed, it would have caused a huge commotion, which was the main reason he refused to believe the new emperor had been killed by Su Mu.

Su Feiyang sat at his desk, deep in thought, his heart filled with worry, unsure of what to do next. Having lost the new emperor, a True Martial Realm ally, he dared not venture into the palace alone to confront Su Mu and that powerful meteorite puppet.

Just then, he suddenly felt a powerful divine sense sweep across his room. The aura was condensed and formidable, far beyond what an ordinary martial artist could possess. Su Feiyang frowned, his heart tightening, and he thought to himself, "Oh no, someone has discovered me!"