While Hot, the Medicine Works Best

While hot, the medicine works best. The bamboo tube lay flat.

The Time Insect crawled out with a wobble.

It glanced at the Three Strands of Long Qi before wriggling its body. It snatched the Seed of Creation first, sucked it into its belly with a slurp, then crawled toward the Profound Yellow Long Qi as previously agreed...

"Wait!"

Liang Qu raised a hand and stopped it.

The Time Insect looked up, then glanced at the Abyssal Current beside it.

Smack! Clatter clatter!

Five against four—the balance of Long Qi had been completely shattered. If not for the peculiar nature of that yellowish Long Qi, merging in another strand was out of the question! "It isn't that I want to trade Profound Yellow for Abyssal Current."

Liang Qu pressed the Time Insect down.

He had no intention of swapping horses at the last minute.

Heaven had Six Lü, while man had Six Fu.

They formed the Six Lü and harmonized with the Five Tones.

This undoubtedly referred to the six yang pitch pipes—Huang Zhong, Tai Cu, Gu Xi, Rui Bin, Yi Ze, and Wu She—the six yin pitch pipes—Da Lu, Jia Zhong, Zhong Lu, Lin Zhong, Nan Lu, and Ying Zhong—alongside the five tones: gong, shang, jue, zhi, and yu, all terms from music.

The Profound Yellow Long Qi most likely served as the conductor coordinating this "music." It absolutely could not be absent.

He communicated with the Ze Cauldron.

In the blink of an eye, the Time Insect's belly shriveled flat, and the Creation it had just swallowed vanished.

Before the insect could let out a piercing cry.

Liang Qu held Creation in one hand and Abyssal Current in the other. As the Creation Long Qi flickered with blue ripples, he pointed at the deep-blue Abyssal Current.

The Time