Little Grotto-Heaven platform.
Xiang Yuan sat cross-legged opposite Sword Venerable Su Ran. Vast, boundless principles of the sword Dao poured into his brow. His mind drifted, his Primordial Spirit seeming to leave his body, and from above, heaven and earth presented an entirely different vista.
Sword Venerable Su Ran clicked her tongue in amazement. The athletic young man's robust physique was a treasure beyond price to her. She sighed that this deal had not been a loss—trading a legacy for an endless supply of blood medicine meant her future cultivation was secured.
The thought that she knew while Bai Wuyan did not, that she had tasted it while Bai Wuyan had not, made her even happier.
That cheap maid strutted around all day long, putting on airs like she stood above everyone else. Did she really think she was somebody? Next time, she would beat her to her knees and keep her in Sword Heart Studio as a servant!
Thinking of it gave her a small impulsive urge.
Let us set aside Sword Venerable Su Ran's secret delight for now, and leave the aggrieved fairy outside the Little Grotto-Heaven alone as well. On Xiang Yuan's side, as the Dao Sword Realm descended upon him, the small world within his body projected outward, turning illusion into substance, as though it had come alive.
Within Xiang Yuan's body was not an actual small world, but his major and minor circulations together with his five viscera and six bowels could be likened to one.
The major circulation was formed by three hundred and sixty-five acupoints, three hundred and sixty-five stars; the minor circulation was the Ren and Du meridians, where yin and yang met; the viscera and bowels were metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the five elements endlessly generating one another.
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