The Initial Cultivation

Martial Ancestor!

Even she had only seen her once—when she took her as a master, in the portrait inside that bamboo house in the bamboo forest halfway up the mountain.

And only that one time.

A faint golden light lit up in Chi Jiuyu's eyes.

Early Golden Core...

No!

By the terminology of this era, it should be early Condensing One.

Without blinking, she stared fixedly as the lean old man walked to the bedside and helped the unconscious Xu Xing sit up.

"How is he?"

"He's fine. He merely fainted from being too weak," the lean old man said in a deep voice.

He then fed the bowl of liquid wreathed in iridescent light into Xu Xing's mouth before laying him back down.

"He'll be fine after drinking this."

Um...

It was probably a spiritual liquid made from medicinal spiritual herbs with mild properties. The processing method was extremely crude; likely not even one-tenth of the medicinal efficacy had been retained.

But in this day and age, such a processing method was probably already considered quite good.

Since she was not particularly knowledgeable in this area, Chi Jiuyu did not dwell on it.

After all, the little knowledge she had of alchemy had come from her everyday chats with Ye Zhiwei and Lin Xuanxuan.

Jiuyu knew her own limits.

As the spiritual liquid wreathed in colorful light entered his mouth, Xu Xing's skin and flesh gradually became transparent from top to bottom.

Gradually, streams of light could even be seen flowing through his crystalline bones.

Only after quite a while did the strange phenomenon around him subside, and his tightly shut eyes slowly opened.

"You're awake?" Bie Xuening leaned closer, her eyes full of curiosity.

"You're"?

Was this still the master she knew?!

Chi Jiuyu stared in astonishment.

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