Mo Lin had been in the Dou Sheng realm for a full month.
Over these thirty days, he had not rushed to explore higher realms. Instead, he devoted all his time to consolidation and companionship. By day, he admired flowers and discussed the Dao with the women in the Primordial Chaos Realm, guiding their cultivation. By night, he enjoyed every tenderness. Nourished by the Primal Yin Energy of seven peerless beauties, his Yin Yang Immortal Body became ever more harmonious and translucent, its foundation as stable as a mountain.
That day, Mo Lin sat in a pavilion within Mo Garden, idly examining several strange ores he had brought back from the Vast Desolate Ancient Region. His gaze happened to sweep over Cai Lin, who was teasing Little Lingxi not far away.
She wore a purple brocade robe today, one that perfectly outlined her full and exquisite curves. Under the sunlight, her cold, beautiful face had lost some of its majesty and gained a soft maternal glow.
As Mo Lin looked at Cai Lin, a fragment of sealed memory quietly surfaced in his mind—an obscure secret hidden deep within her true form, the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python Bloodline, as well as a heavenly treasure known as the "Nine-Colored Primal Stone."
This item might have been useless to others, but to Cai Lin, who possessed the Heaven Swallowing Python bloodline, it was a priceless treasure. It could help her bloodline fully awaken and perhaps even grant her a chance to glimpse the legendary Nine-Colored Realm.
"I nearly forgot about this." Mo Lin smiled faintly. With a thought, an unusual stone the size of an egg appeared in his palm. It radiated a hazy nine-colored glow and felt warm and smooth to the touch. He beckoned to her. "Cai Lin, come here."
Hearing