Blood Origin Heartfall Art

Xu Yuan might not know much about other cultivation knowledge, but he did know a thing or two about meridians.

Because the meridian system was a very important setting in Cangyuan.

A setting that was directly reflected in the player's experience bar.

The more unobstructed a character's meridians were, the less experience was required to level up.

In the game, the experience required per level for a character with all one hundred and twenty-seven meridians cleared versus a character with none cleared differed by about twenty times.

To put it in data, if a person with all meridians cleared needed five experience points to go from level one to level two, a person with all meridians blocked would need one hundred.

Therefore, once a character had all one hundred and twenty-seven meridians naturally cleared, they would obtain a special title—Innate Body.

However, perhaps the officials of Cangyuan did this to accommodate certain players who enjoyed self-torture.

Even if a player chose Innate Waste Body at the start, they could accumulate Origin Qi in their body through cultivation, then circulate a technique to use that Origin Qi to slowly clear these blocked meridians, thereby increasing their cultivation speed.

It was just that this progress would be extremely slow.

From having zero meridians cleared to having all one hundred and twenty-seven cleared, the character would need to cultivate until they reached the realm of "Qi Reaching Origin Beginning" before the experience required for an Innate Waste Body could be on par with an Innate Body.

Yet, this Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art before his eyes could actually ignore all sorts of restrictions like meridians and Origin Qi, clearing all one hundred and twenty-seven meridians the moment one began cultivation!

And more importantly, clearing the one hundred and twenty-seven meridians was merely one of the effects of this Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art.

Body and soul solidified to the extreme.

This description made Xu Yuan think of another constitution that was on par with the Innate Body.

Innate Soul Body.

Thinking to this point, Xu Yuan suddenly felt his throat go dry.

He remembered that in the settings, If a character possessed both an Innate Body and an Innate Soul Body, Then, their special title would change to Innate Dao Body.

Back in the game, Xu Yuan never really cared about things like innate constitutions.

As a top-tier player, he always challenged the self-torture difficulty.

He wanted the waste-start, he wanted near-limit resource utilization, and he wanted the thrill of clearing boss fights with a sliver of health.

Of course, that was in the game.

If placed in reality, the lower the difficulty, the better.

And this technique before him could allow him to acquire an Innate Dao Body post-natally.

Heh.

Should he say that this Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art was worthy of being one of the only three blood-red grade top-tier techniques in Cangyuan?

Xu Yuan licked his lips, his pitch-black pupils flickering gently in the faint light of the night-luminescent pearl.

The Innate Dao Body in Cangyuan wasn't as mystical as those in primordial cultivation legends.

It had no affinity with the Heavenly Dao, could not directly see or utilize the power of rules, and couldn't even perform the most basic cross-stage cultivation.

Essentially, this constitution was merely a bit faster than an ordinary person on the path of cultivation.

Well, a billion times faster.

But that was completely enough.

After a long silence, Xu Yuan gradually calmed down from the sheer power of this technique.

Life born from death.

The subsequent effects of mastering this Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art were indeed tempting, but one only had to think about it to realize that the "death" part before entry would not be easy to write.

Every opportunity coexisted with danger; with such a great opportunity, how much risk did he need to take?

This Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art had already written it very clearly.

To master it, one needed to maintain a clear mind with powerful willpower during the near-death stage to circulate the technique.

But could a person really stay conscious during the near-death stage?

Xu Yuan recalled the near-death feeling of his consciousness blurring due to hypothermia in that cave when he first arrived in this world.

In that state, his thinking was like falling into a quagmire; the lingering cold made it impossible to even think about a simple matter, let alone circulate a technique.

What's more, according to the records in this Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art, this near-death cycle had to be repeated countless times.

This, he supposed, could barely be considered a slim chance of survival, right?

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, the thoughts in his heart doused like a basin of cold water poured over his head.

He was indeed a person who liked thrills and adventure, but that didn't mean he wasn't afraid of death.

After suddenly transmigrating to this world, he had no choice most of the time.

Whether it was enduring his fear to speak to Ran Qingmo at the beginning, or directly jumping off the Hanging Heaven Cliff into the ten-thousand-foot abyss while holding Ran Qingmo, it was all because he had no choice.

If he didn't choose, it would be ten deaths and no life.

But now that he was safe, could he really, as someone accustomed to living in a peaceful era, just pin his head to his belt and cultivate a technique that could kill him at any moment?

A feeling called hesitation gradually spread through Xu Yuan's heart.

Wait!

In the midst of his hesitation, Xu Yuan's breath suddenly hitched.

He suddenly realized that, as he was now, he still didn't seem to have a choice.

Because without seeing a corpse, his original body's father would never give up.

Unless Xu Yuan could live until the day the "plot protagonist" took down his original body's father.

Otherwise, even if they left this cave dwelling and Ran Qingmo could temporarily help him escape to safety, Xu Yuan didn't believe he could vanish without a trace while being hunted by a group of "superhumans" capable of locking onto his aura with their Soul Intent.

What's more, Xu Yuan didn't know which plot timeline the "plot protagonist" of this world was currently following.

In Cangyuan, there were a full twenty-five world lines; if the other party happened to be on a path that didn't conflict with his original body's father, he would be facing a lifetime of being hunted.

Furthermore, even if the plot protagonist did follow a path hostile to his original body's father, now that everything had become reality, Xu Yuan had no idea if the "plot kills" that once occurred in the game would still happen.

After all, the example of Ji Qingyue had just occurred right before his eyes.

A female lead who was so beautiful and so important in the plot had been killed just like that by this icy block of a woman surnamed Ran beside him.

Did the protagonist's halo, which once existed, truly still exist?

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Silence.

Xu Yuan slowly unclenched his fists, stood up, and walked over to stand before the woman huddled in the corner.

She was still wearing that tattered black robe.

After a quiet moment, "What is it?"

Her clear voice echoed through the pin-drop silent cave dwelling.

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes:

"I want you to do me a favor."

Ran Qingmo slowly opened her eyes and looked at him:

"Are you going to use that favor?"

Xu Yuan's expression remained unchanged:

"I want you to teach me some basic knowledge about cultivation. I just realized I've forgotten many things, such as absorbing Qi into the body, and things like Heart Origin and Soul Intent."

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In the dim environment, her pair of serene, beautiful eyes flickered with a hint of confusion.

Ran Qingmo could not understand why a powerhouse whose Qi had reached the Origin Beginning would forget even the most basic knowledge of cultivation; wasn't this sort of thing supposed to have long ago become an instinct carved into the Soul Intent?

However, Ran Qingmo did not refuse, and said very seriously:

"For that, you don't need to use the favor. I can teach you."

Xu Yuan slowly sat down opposite Ran Qingmo and said softly:

"Can we start now?"

Ran Qingmo closed her eyes to ponder for a moment, seemingly checking the state of her body.

Opening her eyes again, she gave a slight nod:

"Fine."

After a pause, Ran Qingmo's serene gaze fell upon the fine robes on Xu Yuan's body:

"Take off your clothes."

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