Above the Northern Emperor Mirror, the flowing light slowly dispersed, restoring it to its original appearance. The young Daoist felt slightly relieved. He had finally managed to get Yun Qin off his back; otherwise, explaining the origins of his injuries would have taken a great deal of effort. He spread his five fingers, letting his own Primordial Prenatal Qi circulate as he tried to draw it close to the Primordial Ancestral Qi.
Cultivating the Primordial Ancestral Qi was a long process.
Just as Tianpeng had said, the young Daoist had only just begun.
Most of the Twelve Holy True Ones had studied this art in reverse only after reaching a level beyond his, or after attaining Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, or even the True Lord stage. It was much easier for them than for others. Strictly speaking, this was not a cultivation manual at all, but a text in which the Primordial Celestial Venerable discussed qi.
The young Daoist watched the stars gradually rise in the distance and steadied his mind.
"It's night. I'll rest for the night. In a few more days, I'll be able to go back."
"Once I've lectured on the Dao, fired up the furnace to refine pills, and returned the Earth Deity's position to the mountain's spirits, I should head to Jinzhou."
High in the sky, the flowing light faded from the mirror before the young girl Yun Qin. Resting her cheek in one hand, she murmured, "Wuhuo's foundation is injured."
"How strange. Who's he been fighting lately?"
Yun Qin pondered for a while, then put away the mirror. Suddenly, she cautiously mounted her magical treasure and flew away, without noticing that in the Niuxu Star Lord's palace, a stunning woman with sharp brows and bright eyes, loose hair falling at her