Cultivation Method

This cave dwelling should count as a safe house.

In the kingly, hot-blooded world line of Cangyuan, the protagonist faced a situation identical to his current one; there were pursuers on his tail, and because the plot had already entered its middle stages, those pursuers were strong enough to send the mid-game protagonist scurrying across the world, so they were naturally no weaklings.

Although they might not be able to traverse the air like Ran Qingmo, they would have no trouble scaling cliffs and walls to hunt someone down.

Yet, even so, those pursuers never once found the protagonist while he stayed in this cave.

It stands to reason that there must be something outside this cave, or perhaps an array, that masks perception.

With this thought, Xu Yuan scanned the cave once more.

He hadn't noticed when he first woke up, but now Xu Yuan realized this cave had no entrance or exit.

It was like a hollow slot embedded deep within the mountain.

The way he and Ran Qingmo were sucked in must have been by triggering some pre-set teleportation array.

Having analyzed the general safety of this cave through past memories and existing information, he finally relaxed completely.

After transmigrating for so many days, only now could he truly consider himself temporarily safe.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan let out a soft sigh.

If his method of transmigration hadn't been so low-level, he might have already been picked up by his original body's father's subordinates to live as a top-tier rich second-generation heir.

How did it come to this?

Xu Yuan shook his head, stopping those thoughts.

He was never a person who feared problems.

When a problem arises, complaining is useless; one must simply find a way to solve it. It was a very simple principle.

Sitting at the head of the ice-jade bed, Xu Yuan used the faint glow of the night-luminescent pearls embedded in the stone walls to begin flipping through the manual titled Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art.

This thing was the only viable method currently available to resolve the rejection between his body and his soul.

Although he had already obtained a Blood Spirit Body-Fusion Pill, he could not take it directly.

Every medicine has its toxicity; pills that are highly beneficial to cultivators can conversely be a potent poison to an ordinary person.

As a pill refined from various top-tier heavenly treasures, the immense source qi contained within the Blood Spirit Body-Fusion Pill was absolutely not something an ordinary person like Xu Yuan could digest.

If he ate it directly, he would most likely end up exploding to death.

Fortunately, he had this Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art in his hands.

This was the key to resolving the instability between his body and his soul.

"Born from death, to temper body and soul"—that was the description in the guidebook.

However, now that the secret manual had become reality, it was naturally impossible for Xu Yuan to "one-click learn" it by clicking a mouse as he could in the game.

For a time, the only sound remaining in the narrow cave was the occasional rustle of paper pages turning.

In the silence, Ran Qingmo quietly regulated her breath to heal, while Xu Yuan silently studied the cultivation technique.

Time ticked by, and he did not know how long had passed.

Xu Yuan at the head of the bed suddenly closed the book, let out a long breath, and leaned back, closing his eyes in contemplation.

This was his first real encounter with the cultivation techniques of this world.

There was novelty, there was excitement, but mostly, there was confusion.

They were clearly all Chinese characters, and he could understand them when read separately, so why did they leave him completely stumped when strung together?

What is a Qi Origin Point? What is a White Sea Meridian? What is drawing qi into the body? What is the Heart Origin Soul?

Who am I?

Where am I?

What are all these things?

Why can other transmigrators just start practicing as soon as they get a manual, while I can't even understand the words?

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Silence.

He raised a hand to rub his brow firmly, his thoughts growing tangled.

Clearly, the Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art, one of only three blood-red grade techniques in Cangyuan, was not elementary school-level material.

To use a general analogy:

You have already learned the alphabet, now go ahead and try to hand-craft a nuclear bomb.

After reading through it entirely, Xu Yuan's only takeaway was a rough understanding of the general process for initiating the Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art.

Consume the Calamity Meteor Pill and the Blood Spirit Body-Fusion Pill together.

The first stage of the Calamity Meteor Pill's medicinal effect would directly strike the meridians hidden throughout the limbs and bones of the human body.

Compared to cultivators, the meridians of ordinary people are blocked and unopened.

Just as Ran Qingmo could not previously use Qi to heal Xu Yuan—an ordinary person—the impact of the Calamity Meteor Pill's medicinal power would cause the affected meridians to physically rupture.

Once the meridians are completely ruptured, the body enters a near-death state.

And when the body reaches the brink of death, the soul and consciousness begin to dissipate.

At this moment, the second stage of the Calamity Meteor Pill's medicinal power spreads, accelerating the rate of this soul dissipation countless times over.

If this were to continue, death would be inevitable.

However, the effect of the Blood Spirit Body-Fusion Pill is to condense the soul, pulling the dissipating consciousness back together.

With these two diametrically opposed medicinal effects merging, supplemented by the circulation of the Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art, the process begins.

The soul within the body is repeatedly shattered and then condensed; through this cycle, the body and soul eventually achieve a perfect fit.

During these repeated brushes with death, the immense medicinal power of the Blood Spirit Body-Fusion Pill also serves to repair the damage sustained by the body and soul.

Cultivating this Blood Origin Meteor-Heart Art, which seeks life through death, is a gamble with nine deaths for every life; if one loses focus for even a brief moment during any near-death phase and fails to circulate the technique in time, they will truly die.

Yet, in contrast to the danger, the rewards are incredibly bountiful.

Once one enters the threshold, not only will the body and soul become extremely solid, but all one hundred and twenty-seven meridians within the body will be completely cleared!