Qi Refining Introduction

Uncle Nine stared at his young disciple's eyes, which shone with a burning intensity, and listened to the words tumbling out of his mouth. He almost choked. The Basic Qi Refining Manual is finished? And you think it can be improved to be easier to practice? Does this kid even know what he's saying? That Qi Refining Manual is a foundational technique passed down through countless generations of Mount Mao, perfected by innumerable ancestors. It's already complete and thorough, meant to build a foundation for disciples just starting out. It's not something that can be casually altered.

Yet, the phenomenon of "Purple Qi Comes East for Thirty Thousand Li" was still vivid in his mind, and the ancient, noble aura emanating from Mo Yuan—an aura so potent it made even him feel a tremor—could not be faked. Uncle Nine took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the tempest in his heart. He put on a stern face, striving to maintain the image of a strict master. "Nonsense! How can foundational techniques be treated as child's play! You've only just begun, haven't even sensed Qi yet, and you dare to speak of altering the methods passed down by the Ancestors?"

Though he reprimanded Mo Yuan verbally, his hand subconsciously reached out to take the thin Basic Qi Refining Manual handed over by Mo Yuan. His gaze swept across the pages, and Uncle Nine's pupils suddenly contracted. He saw that the blank spaces on the pages were now filled with dense, tiny characters written by Mo Yuan with a charcoal pencil. The handwriting was messy, yet it exuded an indescribable spiritual essence.

Mo Yuan scratched his head, grinning, showing no fear at all. "Master, I'm not playing around. I just feel that the book says, 'To draw Qi into the body, one must calm the mind and spirit, and focus on the Dantian.' This process of 'calming' and 'focusing' seems a bit too rigid. Qi is inherently lively and flowing, right? Why can't it be like guiding a stream into a river, following the natural flow? Also, the route for circulating the Heavenly Circuit seems a bit roundabout. If it could just take a small detour here..."

He gestured with his finger on the page as he spoke.

Uncle Nine initially frowned, ready to interrupt the ignorant ramblings of this overconfident kid at any moment. But as he listened, his expression shifted from sternness to disbelief, and then from disbelief to utter shock! The few "minor issues" Mo Yuan casually pointed out, the "small modifications" he proposed—though they sounded rebellious at first hearing—upon closer reflection, they subtly aligned with the natural principles of the Heavenly Dao. The simplified circulation route not only had no hidden dangers but seemed... more efficient, and more in line with the fundamental laws of Qi and Blood circulation in the human body!

This... how could this be possible? Could a six-year-old child, who had only just touched the edge of cultivation, come up with this? This wasn't just genius; this was a monstrous talent! A monster!

Uncle Nine's hand holding the booklet trembled slightly. He suddenly looked up, staring intently at Mo Yuan. "These... did you really think of them yourself?"

"Yes!" Mo Yuan blinked his big eyes, looking innocent. "As I was reading, these ideas just popped into my head. I thought they made sense, Master, what do you think?"

Uncle Nine fell silent. He looked at his young disciple's pure eyes, tinged with a hint of slyness, and felt the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy in the air subtly resonating with Mo Yuan's words. The premonition that "the Three Realms would be turned upside down" grew stronger in his heart.

He swallowed hard, suppressing the gasp that was about to escape his lips. He said in a deep voice, "The path of cultivation, a millimeter's difference can lead to a thousand miles of error. Your ideas... are quite novel, but they cannot be attempted rashly. Today, you will first sense Qi according to the original method. When I have... carefully considered it further."

He needed to calm down and properly digest this unbelievable situation.

"Oh, okay." Mo Yuan didn't insist and nodded cheerfully. He had only mentioned it casually anyway. With his Primordial Comprehension, he could practice the original version of the manual with amazing speed.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Mo Yuan sat cross-legged on his simple bed, not immediately starting to cultivate the Basic Qi Refining Manual. His consciousness sank into his sea of consciousness. The Shangqing Thunder Method - Fragment he had obtained from the sign-in was emitting a faint arc of electricity.

"Primordial Comprehension, analyze!" Mo Yuan's mind moved.

In an instant, the profound and obscure text of the Thunder Method seemed to come alive, transforming into lightning runes that flowed, decomposed, and reassembled in his mind. The incomplete parts were quickly deduced and supplemented. The lightning power, which originally required extremely high cultivation and specific hand seals to summon, its essence became incredibly clear in his eyes—it was merely a manifestation of the violent friction and collision of Yin and Yang energies in heaven and earth.

"So that's how it is... The core of so-called Thunder Methods lies in 'agitation' and 'guidance'..." Mo Yuan seemed to gain some insight. With the innate affinity of his Chaos Dao Body at this moment, coupled with his comprehension of the essence, it seemed... it didn't need to be so complicated?

He extended his index finger, his intention slightly moving, and he attempted to directly mobilize the faint Yin and Yang particles wandering in the air around him, "rubbing" them gently in the way he understood.

"Crack!"

A faint, almost inaudible popping sound. A strand of white electric spark, thinner than a strand of hair, flashed and disappeared at his fingertip, bringing a slight numbing sensation.

Success! Although it was pitifully weak, it was undeniably the power of lightning! It bypassed all the complicated incantations, hand seals, and cultivation restrictions, directly touching the origin!

Mo Yuan was overjoyed. This Primordial Sign-in System, combined with Primordial Comprehension, was simply an overpowered cheat!

Just then, in the adjacent room, Uncle Nine, who was meditating and regulating his breathing, suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of confusion on his face. "Strange, I seemed to sense an extremely faint trace of lightning energy just now? Was it an illusion? There are no signs of thunder or rain near this Mortuary..."

He shook his head, attributing it to his own disturbed state of mind from being shocked by Mo Yuan today, causing him to hallucinate. He then closed his eyes and resumed his meditation.

Meanwhile, Mo Yuan, the instigator, like a child with a new toy, began to happily research the game of making sparks pop from his fingertips, while simultaneously using his other mind to sense the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy according to the original method of the Basic Qi Refining Manual.

The result was predictable.

Almost the instant he focused his mind to sense, his pores seemed to open automatically. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was no longer a wispy thread that required strenuous effort to capture, but like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, it actively and joyfully surged into his body! The efficiency was not just a hundred or a thousand times that of ordinary disciples!

Chaos Dao Body, affinity with all methods, cultivation was simply an instinct!

Dense spiritual energy surged joyfully through his meridians within his body. In the blink of an eye, he easily completed the first Heavenly Circuit cycle. A warm current rose from his Dantian and flowed through his limbs and bones.

Qi Refining Stage 1, achieved naturally!

Mo Yuan opened his eyes, feeling the faint but real Qi sensation within him. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upwards.

"Now this is getting interesting." He murmured to himself, his gaze cast towards the boundless night sky outside the window, his eyes bright and full of anticipation. "Mount Mao, the Three Realms... I, Mo Yuan, have arrived!"

In the next room, Uncle Nine, who had just calmed his mind, suddenly opened his eyes again, his face filled with disbelief. He looked sharply in the direction of Mo Yuan's room. "This spiritual energy fluctuation... how is this possible? He's... successfully drawn Qi into his body already?! And the speed of spiritual energy absorption... Damn it! What kind of monster was reincarnated as this kid?!"

This night, Uncle Nine was destined to be sleepless.