Medicinal Pills of the Three Heaven Realms!

Dinner was simple; the grandfather and grandson did not bother with any pomp.

A few dishes of spirit beast meat unique to the frigid lands were set out on a small table in the side hall.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Bing Xuanming flipped his palm, and three jade boxes radiating astonishing cold aura appeared out of thin air on the table.

"Take them."

Bing Tianxiao curiously opened the first box, and a rich medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire side hall.

Inside lay over a dozen crystalline pills, like icy pearls, with faint ice-blue mist swirling around them.

"These are..."

Bing Tianxiao's eyelids twitched. Even before taking one, merely smelling the fragrance made the spiritual energy within him seem to stir.

"This is the Profound Ice Spirit Tempering Pill, this is the Nine Revolutions Cold Soul Pill, and as for this last one..."

Bing Xuanming pointed at the pill in the final box, around which a faint dragon-shaped current swirled, his tone carrying a hint of pride.

"It is a Dragon Marrow Blood Pill refined from the essence blood of an ice-attributed subdragon."

"These three batches of pills were specially prepared for you by Grandpa."

Seeing the surprise on his grandson's face, Bing Xuanming chuckled, his eyes full of affection.

"You've just returned from the Spirit Road. Although your combat experience and temperament have been tempered, the Spirit Road's special rules delayed your spiritual energy cultivation by three years."

"These three pills have gentle yet potent medicinal effects. They are the finest of the finest, corresponding perfectly to the Three Heaven Realms: the Heaven Integration Realm, Heaven Transformation Realm, and Heaven Reaching Realm."

The old man lightly tapped the table and spoke earnestly.

"Whatever else happens, we cannot lose to others when it comes to resources. Cultivate to your heart's content. These three pills are enough to let you quickly pass through the accumulation stage and aim directly for the Sovereign's Minor Tribulations."

Bing Tianxiao looked at the three priceless batches of pills before him, his heart shaken.

For an Eighth-grade Sovereign, taking out such things might not have been difficult. What was difficult was this perfectly timed concern.

Old Man had clearly prepared them long ago.

Though their Cold Abyss Branch was not populous, its foundation was enough to make countless instructors in the Five Great Academies green with envy.

"Thanks, Grandpa."

Bing Tianxiao did not stand on ceremony. With a sweep of his sleeve, he stored the three jade boxes in his Sumeru Ring.

"What are you thanking me for? Everything this old man owns will be yours sooner or later."

Bing Xuanming laughed and scolded him, then waved his hand.

"Alright, get lost. Rest well for a few days."

"As ordered!"

Bing Tianxiao rose with a grin, then turned and strode out of the Ice Snow Hall.

Returning to the courtyard he had long been away from, Bing Tianxiao pushed open the door to his room.

The furnishings inside remained exactly as they had been when he left, spotless and clearly tended to with care every day.

It was already deep into the night. Outside the window, the frigid wind howled, whipping snowflakes against the lattice with a soft rustling sound.

Bing Tianxiao walked to the bed carved from an entire block of Thousand Year Cold Jade in the center of the room and sat down cross-legged.

Threads of coolness radiated from the cold jade bed, seeping through his clothes and into his skin, instantly calming his somewhat restless state of mind.

"Phew..."

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and adjusted his breathing until his heart was as still as water.

Then, with a flip of his hand, the jade box containing the Profound Ice Spirit Tempering Pill appeared in his palm.

Opening the lid, he gently pinched the pill wreathed in ice-blue mist between his fingers and swallowed it without hesitation.

The pill melted the instant it entered his mouth.

Boom!

In an instant, a vast and biting current of cold exploded in Bing Tianxiao's mouth, surging down his throat like a breached Ice River and flooding into his limbs and bones.

The medicinal power was overwhelmingly tyrannical. Frost formed everywhere it passed, coating the surface of his meridians with a thin layer of ice.

An ordinary person would likely have had their internal organs frozen stiff by this cold energy already.

Yet Bing Tianxiao's expression did not change. The corners of his lips even curved into an expression of enjoyment.

Ice Spirit Art, circulate!

Bing Tianxiao shouted inwardly, forming seals with both hands.

The spiritual energy within his body began circulating along a mysterious trajectory, guiding that violent medicinal power as it surged through his meridians.

Just as the torrent of spiritual energy passed through the depths of his sea of qi, a sudden change occurred.

Within Bing Tianxiao's intricate network of meridians, one particular meridian stood distinctly apart.

Its entire length was crystal-clear, as though carved from the purest ice crystal, radiating an ancient and noble azure glow.

It stood apart from the system, yet commanded all cold energy.

This was Bing Tianxiao's greatest secret—the Ice Spirit Meridian.

Through his experiments over the years, Bing Tianxiao had discovered that this spirit meridian could evolve!

In the Great Thousand World, spirit meridians were ranked Heaven, Earth, and Human from highest to lowest, while above them existed something known as Divine Meridians...

However, spirit meridians were not particularly useful in the beginning, merely accelerating one's cultivation speed.

Yet possessing a high-grade spirit meridian, or even a Divine Meridian, was enough to prove the strength of one's potential!

An evolving spirit meridian, on the other hand, was something he had never heard of.

Therefore, Bing Tianxiao had not rashly revealed it.

He simply allowed the spirit meridian to absorb some of the heavenly treasures he refined, eventually reaching high-grade Earth rank.

There was no surprise this time either.

Bzzzz!

A terrifying suction force erupted from the spirit meridian.

The vast medicinal power did not even have time to linger within his other meridians before this extremely cold spirit meridian forcibly seized it, devouring it completely like a whale swallowing the sea.

As the medicinal power poured in, the originally crystalline spirit meridian gradually bloomed with a deep blue radiance.

A surge of extremely cold spiritual power, several times purer than before, flowed back into Bing Tianxiao's spiritual sea.

Nourished by this power, the spiritual power within Bing Tianxiao's spiritual sea slowly grew stronger...

The night passed without incident.

When the first ray of dawn pierced through the heavy clouds and fell upon the snow-covered courtyard, Bing Tianxiao slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within them, a flicker of deep-blue icy flame seemed to dance before vanishing.

"Phew..."

As he exhaled a breath of turbid air, it condensed into a long trail of white mist that lingered for a long while.

After a night's cultivation, he had refined seventy to eighty percent of the Profound Ice Spirit Tempering Pill's medicinal power.

Though his realm had not directly broken through, the spiritual power within his body had become more condensed and pure.

"In a few more days, I'll be able to enter the late Heaven Integration Realm."

Bing Tianxiao clenched his fist, feeling the abundant power within his body. A satisfied curve formed at the corner of his lips.

After washing up, he headed straight to a training ground behind the courtyard.

Tall ice walls surrounded the area, while the ground was paved with sturdy profound ice rock, enough to withstand a full-force strike from a Heaven Reaching Realm expert.

"Since my spiritual power has recovered, I'll test the spirit arts I've neglected these past few years."

Standing in the center of the training ground, Bing Tianxiao took a deep breath, and his gaze instantly sharpened.

"Profound Ice Blade!"

With a low shout, he suddenly swept out his right hand.

The moisture in the air instantly condensed. Dozens of ice blades, thin as cicada wings and incomparably sharp, appeared out of thin air. With piercing whistles, they shot toward the target ahead like a torrential downpour.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!