Internal Energy Basics! Feverishly Consuming Pills!

The small courtyard of the Outer Blade Hall, where the disciples resided.

The night was deep. Moonlight filtered through the window lattice, casting a cold, silvery glow across the floor.

"Xiao Feng, have you memorized the Positive Yang Force mental cultivation method I just taught you?"

Li Feiyu's voice carried a note of gravity as he made one final confirmation.

Han Feng nodded vigorously, his young face full of earnestness.

"I've got it all, Brother Li. Not a single word wrong."

"Good."

Li Feiyu was quite satisfied. He patted Han Feng on the shoulder. "This Positive Yang Force is the orthodox inner cultivation of our Seven Profound Sect—balanced, gentle, and with a solid foundation. You must not aim too high too fast. Advance step by step, and practice 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 added a few more reminders about the early stages of cultivation, then turned and left. His tall figure quickly vanished into the night beyond the courtyard.

With a creak, the door was firmly shut from the inside by Han Feng, who also slid the bolt into place.

The entire world fell silent in an instant.

The obedience and earnestness that had been plastered on his face moments ago vanished without a trace, replaced by a fervor and anticipation that nearly burst forth.

He could hardly wait. Silently in his mind, he summoned the translucent panel visible only to himself.

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[Host: Han Feng]
[Level: None]
[Age: 10]
[Spiritual Root: None]
[Cultivation Technique: Li Huo Gong (Not Yet Started), Positive Yang Force (Not Yet Started)]
[Attribute Points: 2.5]

His gaze lingered for a moment on the newly appeared "Positive Yang Force" in the technique column, then locked onto the final line of numbers.

Attribute Points: 2.5.

Still not enough!

Whether for the cultivation technique or the spiritual root, the red "+" sign behind each remained dim and lifeless, a cruel reminder of his insufficient balance.

Han Feng took a deep breath and carefully pulled two small porcelain bottles from his bosom.

A gift from the future Heavenly Venerate Han!

He uncorked one of the bottles. A faint medicinal fragrance, mixed with a hint of bitter herbal scent, instantly filled the air.

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 brimming with energy!

Without any hesitation, Han Feng tilted his head back and tossed the Qi Solidifying Pill into his mouth, swallowing it whole.

The pill entered his stomach. At first, there was no sensation.

But after just a few breaths, a surge of warm energy exploded from his lower abdomen, splitting into countless fine streams of heat that raced through his limbs and bones!

This heat was far purer and more overwhelming than the rich food he had eaten before.

Here it comes!

Ecstatic, Han Feng immediately sat cross-legged on the bed, palms and soles facing upward. His mind quickly recalled the cultivation method of Positive Yang Force, and he began trying to guide the rampaging medicinal power within him.

"Sink Qi to Dantian, Focus Mind on Mystical Pass..."

Following the guidance of the mental cultivation method, he clumsily mobilized his spirit, attempting to catch and sort the warm currents rampaging through his meridians.

This was a painstaking process.

For a beginner who had never practiced inner cultivation, simply sensing the "Qi Sensation" on the first try was already a sign of decent talent. Truly guiding the inner breath through a fixed cycle to complete one full rotation was no small feat.

Li Feiyu had once said that it took him a full month to complete his first cycle.

But Han Feng was different.

He had the pill!

The overwhelming medicinal power of the Qi Solidifying Pill made the "Qi Sensation" inside him unprecedentedly clear and intense.

Those warm currents were like fireflies in the dark night—no need to search for them at all.

All he had to do was gather those scattered fireflies into a docile stream.

Time ticked by, minute by minute.

Outside the window, the moon slowly climbed from the eastern eaves to the center of the sky.

No one knew how long had passed when Han Feng felt the warmth in his lower abdomen gradually fade, and the currents racing through his meridians dwindle to nothing. Only then did he slowly open his eyes.

The effects of the Qi Solidifying Pill had been exhausted.

He felt no fatigue at all; instead, his entire body was warm and brimming with strength.

Without pausing to savor the changes in his body, he immediately sank his mind into the attribute panel.

[Attribute Points: 4.1]

It worked!

Staring at the number that had leaped from "2.5" to "4.1," Han Feng's heart pounded like a drum!

One Qi Solidifying Pill, in just a few short hours, had directly added 1.6 attribute points for him!

This efficiency was utterly astonishing!

After all, before this, he had followed Li Feiyu in a five-day feast of eating and drinking, barely scraping by with just one attribute point.

This pill was truly a treasure!

After the initial ecstasy, Han Feng's thoughts became razor-sharp.

His cousin Han Li had given him two bottles of Qi Solidifying Pills. He had just counted them—ten pills per bottle, twenty in total.

If one pill could yield 1.6 attribute points, then twenty pills...

This simple arithmetic made his breathing grow heavy.

What was he waiting for?

Keep going!

Without a shred of hesitation, he poured another Qi Solidifying Pill from the porcelain bottle and swallowed it without a hint of reluctance.