Can You Swallow Two Heavenly Flames Without the Burning Mantra?

Morning light filtered through the crack in the window. Lu Heng opened his eyes, and most of the soreness in his back had faded.

Inside his dantian, the Chaos Dou Qi Vortex rotated steadily. The Infant Heart Flame in the sealed compartment lay quietly, like a baby asleep after a full meal, only occasionally leaking wisps of warm Fire Attribute energy that flowed through his meridians.

That little energy was far too little for him.

More precisely, it was not enough.

Lu Heng sat up, pinched the edge of his Storage Ring between two fingers, and sent his soul power inside, lightly touching the Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Soul Jade.

No response.

Skyfire Venerable was still asleep.

Ever since this senior had taken up residence in the Cold Soul Jade, he had slept even longer than Zi Yan. It was understandable, though. As a remnant soul, he conserved energy whenever possible.

Lu Heng did not rush to wake him. He first turned over, got down from the soft couch, pushed open the door, and stepped beneath the eaves.

The courtyard was still quiet.

Han Yue's room was shut, and there was no movement from the room where Xiao Yi Xian and Qing Lin stayed either. Only the faint clatter of bowls and plates came from the kitchen. Zi Yan was rummaging for food again.

That girl's stomach was a bottomless pit.

Lu Heng walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down. He took out a pot of cold tea from his Storage Ring, poured himself a cup, and sorted through the matters on his mind as he drank.

The Infant Fallen Heart Flame had already been sealed in a compartment within his dantian. The energy it leaked each day could indeed accelerate the circulation of his cultivation art, but