Primordial Qi, the Spirit of All Things, the Motion of All Phenomena

Cangqian Mountain Secret Realm, Jing Shang Palace.

Lu Bei kicked open the quiet-room door and, under the Grand Tutor's disdainful gaze, put on an air of authority. "Little Li, what have you decided? Are you going to cultivate the Primordial Qi Yin Yang Endowment or not?"

The Grand Tutor lowered her head with her eyes closed, too lazy to bother with him.

Hmph, putting on airs all day long. No wonder your cauldron is out there for anyone to ride!

Lu Bei cursed her inwardly with disdain. If not for his good nature and willingness to let bygones be bygones, with the Grand Tutor being so hypocritical, forget cuddling her cauldron for a little warmth—even touching her little hand would be out of the question.

He rubbed his hands and went over, shamelessly squeezing onto the couch. He wiggled his rear and bumped the Grand Tutor aside.

After taking a trip that was not particularly far and losing his strongest Trump Card—the one he had kept as his last resort—Lu Bei secretly cursed his luck while hurrying to increase his strength.

Without the Ten-Eyed Great Demon, even flipping the table was less smooth than usual.

The fastest way to strengthen himself at present was to go to Fuyao Palace and find Han Miaojun and Yan Xiaoshuang. The Five Qi Dao Body and Jade Maiden Dao Body were both top-grade cauldrons; harvesting their essence would bring a tremendous increase in cultivation.

It required little investment, produced great results, and above all emphasized one word: fast. It was the best of all strategies.

But Lu Bei found it extremely distasteful. His repeatedly bottom-scraping morals told him that the two Palace Masters were deeply opposed to the fate of their own cauldrons. If he ruined them for the sake of increasing his strength,