Chapter 48: Miscalculation
He Lian Qingchen knew that he had been too hasty, and that absorbing too much of the Waterborne's internal demonic energy at once would cause this discomfort. Moreover, this demonic energy was still a remnant of the Primordial True Qi's tyrannical existence, making it difficult to absorb and refine. Considering the potential harm it could bring to his own Primordial True Qi and Yuan Ying, He Lian Qingchen had no choice but to once again circulate his spiritual power into the Waterborne's body, intending to return a portion of this forcibly obtained true energy.
Less than half a time, Shui Sheng's limbs and torso as well as the stinging pain in his dantian had all disappeared, replaced by an overwhelming flow of true energy that had propelled his cultivation to the peak of the sixth layer. When he came to, Shui Sheng was completely unaware of what had transpired, only feeling a lightness throughout his body and an indescribable sense of comfort, with his internal energy at its most abundant state ever, and the strange cold energy no longer as unbearable. Looking down, he saw that his entire body was stark naked, leaving him feeling rather embarrassed.
Shuǐ Shēng gazed at He Lian Qīng Chén, whose face, originally as smooth as jade, was now distorted in agony. Dark energy pulsed beneath his skin, making him look grotesque. His hands still clutched his wrist acupoints tightly. A hint of disgust flashed in Shuǐ Shēng's eyes as he instinctively tried to shake off He Lian Qīng Chén's grasp.
He Lian Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes and coldly snorted, saying: "If you want to stay alive, don't move!"
Shuǐ Shēng was shocked and stopped struggling. He Lian Qingcén's wrist tightened, and instead of loosening his grip on Shuǐ Shēng's hands, he pressed the acupoints even more firmly. At this critical moment, he didn't want any mistakes in his own internal energy due to Shuǐ Shēng's actions, so he increased the flow of internal energy, trying to expel the evil energy from his body as quickly as possible.
Shuǐ Shēng only felt a rumbling in his dantian, then it was as if he had broken through some kind of constraint, and his whole body suddenly relaxed. His dantian seemed to have expanded greatly, but he didn't know that he had successfully advanced to the seventh layer of Qi cultivation.
Since he couldn't escape He Lianqing's control, Shuǐ Shēng had to calm down and try to regulate the flow of true energy in his body. Unexpectedly, that powerful true energy didn't listen to his commands at all, instead it continued to circulate rapidly inside his body on its own. Through his skin, one could see clusters of black air constantly devouring and dissolving strands of icy white air.
He Lian's internal Qi surged again like a tidal wave into Shui Sheng's body, causing his Dantian to swell and expand, the space growing larger, and the channels of his meridians running more smoothly. Despite this, as the true Qi inside him increased, his body swelled up once more like an inflated leather ball, accompanied by waves of piercing pain and icy coldness, Shui Sheng fainted again.
Very soon, the dozen or so strands of uncontrolled true energy within He Lian Qingchen's body had all returned to the Water Birth Body, and the turbulent true energy slowly recovered to normal. The sharp pain throughout his body disappeared into thin air. Although more than 10% of his own true energy was absorbed by the Water Birth Body, He Lian Qingchen let out a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel a pang of loss in his heart as he prepared to cut off the flow of true energy into the Water Birth Body.
Unexpectedly, something happened that he didn't expect. Just as he was about to condense his true energy, a severe stabbing pain suddenly came from his dantian, causing his entire body's true energy to lose control and rush wildly towards his limbs and internal organs. The intense stabbing pain in his dantian was something He Lian Qingchen had never experienced since he started cultivating, and as the pain spread, a buzzing sound echoed through his sea of consciousness, making his brain dizzy. Even the primordial infant in his dantian palace turned pale, convulsing all over, clutching its head with both hands, and screaming in agony.
Immediately following, the true energy that burst out of the dantian reversed its flow at an unbelievable speed. This time, not only was there intense pain in the dantian, but also throughout the entire body, as if being pierced by a thousand needles. As the meridians reversed their flow, the four treasures that had been hidden within the body after being refined and merged into one began to fly out of the body on their own with a clanging sound.
He Lian Qingchen was shocked and lost color, various signs indicated that the Yuan fetus and the law body seemed to be about to self-destruct. Not daring to hesitate for a moment, he hastily released his hands from the tightly closed Water Birth Meridian Gate, but unexpectedly, his hands were stuck to the Water Birth Meridian Gate as if they had grown there, no matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't pull them open. As he struggled, the true energy flowed into the Water Birth Body at an even faster speed.
He Lian Qingchen let out a loud shout, and the Tian Ling Gai above him suddenly cracked open with a "crack" sound, revealing an opening several inches long. Amidst the flashing purple light, a two-inch-tall Yuan Ying shot out from the Tian Ling Gai, looked around left and right, raised its small hands to summon something, and grasped a snow-white crystal ball the size of a pigeon egg and a delicate three-inch-long silver axe. Just as it was about to retrieve the emerald green jade flute, the white jade gourd next to the flute began to hum and rapidly expand, growing to three or four feet long in the blink of an eye.
Yuanying's heart and spirit trembled, not daring to stay any longer. He made a full effort with his magical powers, pointing at the seal of spiritual light at the entrance of the cave. A crack about one foot long appeared on the seal of spiritual light. Yuanying cast a resentful and venomous glance at Shuisheng, who was like a ball of skin, before reaching out to grab something from the storage bag hanging at his waist. He then transformed into a beam of white light and escaped from the cave.
In a few breaths, the infant had grown to about one foot tall, with a face that looked like Hua Lian Qingchen shrunk several times. As soon as he left the cave, he hastily threw the snow-white crystal bead into his mouth, which was about the size of a pigeon egg. After leaving the cave for hundreds of feet, the little man opened his mouth and let out a loud whistle, with a sound as clear as piercing through clouds and splitting rocks.
Inside the cave, the white jade gourd had now swollen to a size of one zhang. The mouth of the gourd was expanding and contracting, and the seal on the stopper was flashing with spiritual light. With a loud "boom", the seal shattered, and a thick white mist burst out from the mouth of the gourd. In an instant, the entire cave was enveloped in white mist.
In the high sky outside the cave, a white eagle appeared, with silver feathers on its head, which was exactly He Lian Qingchen's Silver Crown Snow Eagle.
The infant just landed on the back of the carving, and the loud noise from the mountain cave had already come, suddenly losing contact with the flesh body's heart spirit. The prohibition light at the entrance of the mountain cave was swelling and shrinking in waves, a thick white mist inside the light seemed to be about to tear through the prohibition and rush out of the cave. The infant knew the horror of the white mist and the self-explosion of the law body, and his face showed a look of shock and anger. He muttered something softly with his mouth, and with one kick on the back of the carving, the silver crown snow carving flapped its wings forcefully and flew towards the direction of "Food Mountain", in an instant, it was already several miles away.
He Lian Qingchen lost the physical body of Yuanying, and his magical powers were greatly damaged. The spiritual medicine that could restore his magical powers was all left in another storage bag in Fati's arms. Even with the protection of Benming Xuejingzhu, if he really fought with others, he would not be as good as an ordinary Jindan middle-term cultivator. If he couldn't find a body to seize and re-cast his magical body as soon as possible, it would be extremely dangerous when encountering a Jindan period or above cultivator with ulterior motives. Although this fifth-level demon beast Silver Crown Snow Eagle was born in the Kunlun Mountains and its magical powers were not inferior to those of a late-stage Jindan cultivator, He Lian Qingchen did not dare to be careless!
In the cave, He Lian Qingchen's physical body did not self-destruct after losing his Yuan Ying. Without the support of his Yuan Shen, the little true energy contained in his physical body was quickly absorbed by Shui Sheng. At this time, Shui Sheng's body possessed more than 20% of He Lian Qingchen's true energy and an equal amount of Tian Gai Sha Qi. With so much true energy churning inside him, it repeatedly entered and exited from his Dan Tian, rapidly circulating and transforming, and unexpectedly began to automatically break through the bottleneck of the Golden Elixir stage.
In Shui Sheng's consciousness, there was no experience of breaking through the Golden Elixir period bottleneck. Among the two kinds of true energy that had not been merged in his body, the external true energy was more than the Lianqi produced by his own stimulation. How could he possibly condense the Golden Elixir smoothly? Clusters of true energy condensed in Shui Sheng's dantian and then dispersed, repeating this process over a dozen times. His dantian, which had already expanded countless times and was severely overloaded, couldn't withstand such torture. With a loud "boom", it burst open.
A surge of indescribable agony suddenly awakened Shuǐshēng, who spat out a large mouthful of blood. Seeing the white mist in front of him, he was shocked and hadn't had time to think before another wave of pain struck his chest, causing Shuǐshēng to faint again. This time, without Hèlián Qīngchén's magical support, both Shuǐshēng and Hèlián Qīngchén's soulless bodies collapsed to the ground simultaneously.
The true energy inside the body no longer had the dantian "cave" to store it, and suddenly began to flow disorderly within the water-born body. The speed of fusion of the two true energies also slowed down. However, the thick white mist in the mountain cave desperately drilled into the water-born body.
As the white mist surged into Shuǐshēng's body, the true energy that originally belonged to Hélíanqīngchén seemed to have encountered its nemesis, instantly losing its icy and overbearing power. It "docilely" merged with the Língshāzhīqì in Shuǐshēng's body, no longer wandering about. Although the white mist in the mountain cave easily broke through Hélíanqīngchén's seal, rushing out of the cave, most of it remained inside, as if having a spiritual nature, tightly wrapping around Shuǐshēng in the middle, desperately squeezing into his body.
In the midst of a scorching summer, tens of thousands of miles away, lies a land of ice and snow. In the heart of a vast snowy mountain range, there is a valley surrounded by towering ice peaks on all sides, where countless rare flowers and grasses grow in profusion. The valley stretches over a hundred miles, yet its narrowest point is only a few miles wide. On both sides of the valley, trees with vibrant flowers and exotic fruits bloom in abundance, hiding behind them houses made of colorful stones, some small and exquisite, others grand and majestic like palaces.
Thousands of feet up the towering cliffs that surround the valley, there are also many stone chambers and palaces hidden among the snow and ice. The white stone chambers, the white palaces - if it weren't for the pale sunlight shining on the outer walls, stirring up a kaleidoscope of colors, it would be impossible to tell which were palaces and which were snow and ice.
At the top of a three-thousand-zhang ice peak, stood a magnificent palace made entirely of white jade. The palace had over a thousand rooms. In one of these elegantly decorated rooms, sat a woman in her thirties wearing blue palace attire, holding a book and reading intently. The biting cold outside seemed to have no effect on this thinly dressed woman. Not far from the woman, a small snow leopard about five or six feet long lay sleeping with its limbs curled up together. On its snow-white fur, black flower patterns were visible like faint ink marks.
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