Outer Blade Hall, in the small courtyard where the disciples lived.
The night had deepened. Moonlight filtered through the window lattice, scattering a cold, silvery glow across the floor.
"Xiao Feng, did you memorize the Positive Yang Force cultivation formula I just taught you?"
Brother Li's voice was solemn as he asked for confirmation one last time.
Han Feng nodded vigorously, his little face filled with seriousness.
"I remember it all, Brother Li. I won't get a single word wrong."
"Good."
Li Feiyu was very satisfied. He patted Han Feng's shoulder. "The Positive Yang Force is the Seven Profound Sect's orthodox internal art. It's balanced and peaceful, with a solid foundation. You mustn't be overambitious. You need to advance step by step and cultivate diligently without pause. If there's anything you don't understand, come find me anytime."
"Mm, thank you, Brother Li." Han Feng's reply was obedient and sensible.
Li Feiyu gave him a few more reminders about the precautions during the early stages of cultivation before finally turning to leave. His tall figure soon vanished into the night outside the courtyard.
"Creak."
Han Feng firmly shut the door from inside and even secured it with the bolt.
The entire world instantly fell silent.
The obedient seriousness that had still been plastered across his face a moment ago vanished without a trace. In its place was a fervor and anticipation that seemed ready to burst out of him.
He could hardly wait to silently call out in his mind, bringing up the translucent panel visible only to him.
[Host: Han Feng] [Level: None] [Age: 10] [Spiritual Root: None] [Techniques: Li Huo Gong (Not Initiated), Positive Yang Force (Not Initiated)] [Attribute Points: 2.5]
His gaze lingered for a moment on the newly appeared "Positive Yang Force" in the techniques column before locking firmly onto the number in the final line.
Attribute Points: 2.5.
Still not enough!
Whether it was the technique or the Spiritual Root, the red "+" signs beside them remained dim and lifeless, reminding him of the cruel reality that he lacked sufficient points.
Han Feng took a deep breath and carefully pulled the two small porcelain bottles from his robe.
A gift from the future Heavenly Venerate Han!
He pulled the wooden stopper from one of the porcelain bottles. A faint medicinal fragrance mixed with a hint of bitterness instantly spread through the room.
He tilted the bottle, and a dark-yellow pill the size of a longan rolled into his palm.
This was the Qi Solidifying Pill!
A treasure containing energy!
Without the slightest hesitation, Han Feng tipped his head back, tossed the Qi Solidifying Pill into his mouth, and swallowed it whole.
At first, nothing seemed unusual after the pill entered his stomach.
But after only a few breaths, a warm current suddenly exploded from his lower abdomen. It then transformed into countless tiny streams of warmth that surged toward his limbs and organs!
This heat was far purer and more massive than that of all the meat and fish he had eaten before!
It's here!
Han Feng was ecstatic. He immediately sat cross-legged on the bed, with his five centers facing the heavens. He rapidly recalled the cultivation method for the Positive Yang Force and began trying to guide the medicinal power rampaging through his body.
"Sink Qi to Dantian, Focus Mind on Mystical Pass..."
Following the cultivation formula's instructions, he clumsily mobilized his mind, trying to capture and organize the warm currents darting chaotically through his meridians.
This was a process that required steady effort.
For a beginner who had never encountered internal cultivation, being able to sense "Qi Sensation" during the first attempt already indicated decent talent. Truly guiding internal breath along a fixed route for one complete circulation was absolutely not something that could be accomplished in a day.
Li Feiyu had once said that it had taken him a full month to complete his first circulation.
But Han Feng was different.
He had medicine!
The mighty medicinal power of the Qi Solidifying Pill made the "Qi Sensation" within his body clearer and stronger than ever before.
Those warm currents were like fireflies in the dark night; he didn't need to expend any effort searching for them.
All he had to do was gather those scattered fireflies into an obedient stream.
Time passed second by second.
Outside the window, the moon slowly climbed from the eastern eaves to the very center of the sky.
After who knew how long, Han Feng felt the warmth in his lower abdomen gradually fade. When the warm currents surging through his meridians had also dwindled to nothing, he slowly opened his eyes.
The medicinal effect of the Qi Solidifying Pill had been exhausted.
He wasn't tired in the slightest. Instead, his whole body felt warm and full of strength.
Without bothering to experience the changes in his body, he immediately sank his mind into the Attribute Panel.
[Attribute Points: 4.1]
It worked!
Seeing the number leap from "2.5" to "4.1," Han Feng's heart pounded wildly!
A single Qi Solidifying Pill had directly increased his Attribute Points by 1.6 in only a few hours!
That efficiency was simply astonishing!
After all, he had followed Li Feiyu in eating and drinking heavily for five days, yet had only barely gained one Attribute Point.
These pills really were good stuff!
After his wild joy subsided, Han Feng's thoughts became exceptionally clear.
His cousin Han Li had given him two bottles of Qi Solidifying Pills. He had counted them just now: ten pills per bottle, twenty in total.
If one pill could increase his points by 1.6, then twenty pills...
This simple arithmetic problem made his breathing grow heavy.
What was he waiting for?
Continue!
Without the slightest hesitation, he poured another Qi Solidifying Pill from the porcelain bottle and swallowed it without a trace of reluctance.
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