An Uninvited Guest

"One bottle of Body Tempering Pills..."

"Two magical artifacts..."

"One bottle of Muscle Regrowth Powder..."

"One bottle of Meridian-Opening Pills..."

"Ten low-grade spirit crystals..."

Shi Lan counted her assets. The ten low-grade spirit crystals were rated only one star by the system, but for Shi Lan now, they were the greatest help.

They were something she could directly convert into strength through the Jade Forging Art.

Given the difference in the flow of time, the items in the system's temporary storage could remain in this world for about three months. That was more than enough for Shi Lan.

With these things as her backing, Shi Lan breathed a little easier. At least now she had some confidence.

She quietly took out a spirit crystal and held it in her palm. Closing her eyes, Shi Lan tried to circulate the Jade Forging Art. Without any strength, she always felt unsafe.

At the first level of the Jade Forging Art, the speed at which she drew in spiritual energy was painfully slow, like teasing silk from a cocoon.

A short while later, Shi Lan finished cultivating, composed herself, and quietly left the temple.

The air inside the temple was somewhat stale. And while cultivating, her senses were exceptionally sharp, which made her feel rather uncomfortable.

After leaving the temple, Shi Lan went to the small hill opposite and sat beneath the ancient tree.

Out in the open, breathing felt much easier. The spiritual energy drifting through the surrounding space was also a little more abundant—better than nothing.

With the spirit crystal in her hand, Shi Lan drew strands of spiritual energy into her body. The trickle, slow as a babbling brook, took some getting used to.

She was accustomed to absorbing spiritual energy like a wolf devouring its prey, swallowing it by